Can you see the truth?
Can you see the lies?
Can you feel it? Can you taste it?
Would you suck it?
And oh, Goddamn you'd suck it, fuck it, and suck it hard.
Hell yes! My reason is oh-so pleasin'.
Lick my energy.
Climb up and down my totem-pole of life.
Slide it in.
Let it sink all the way to your inner-most saturated abyss -- tease it!
Muscles twitch -- an indecent switch.
Overflow me with the juices so sweet
On my tongue.
Harder -- Harder -- Harder
Faster -- Faster -- Faster
Making amends, I tie you to it.
Whip, crack, smack, pop!
A mound of pleasure cupped in my hand.
I caress a parted leg, once hidden to most.
Time for Round II.
Slower -- Slower -- Slower
Who is it, who knows you best?
Is it me!
Feel it again.
Suck it again.
My volcano will soon erupt.
I whisper words of love only you could bear . . ., I'll win your heart and mount it in mine.
Oh, how hot can one get in one setting?
The poison is unleashed.
A moment of silence, with a reassuring cry. Not a word spoken.
Not a disturbance delayed.
For we clash with ecstasy, with only one thing promised . . . I can love you.
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