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CONTENT WARNING
sexually explicit
Determined
love is a contact sport
i let my tongue
trace lazy crazy
determined circles
up and down your labia
and
around
your clit.
slowly
carefully
trying so hard
not to touch it,
for now…
i explore your secrets
i breathe in your heat
you’re on my breath
revelling in the intimacy
feeling the moistness
tasting the closeness
lost between planets
between your thighs
every wriggle
every giggle
only spurs me on
caught between soft laps
and playful nips
i’m thinking satiation
musky determination
and the lack of want
cause everything
i really wanted
it’s right on the tip
of my tongu







