The scent of a woman was not mine. Welcome home darling
Wish to dwell in dear love?
Did you miss me? Lick my deepest
Touch my milklike skin
Hear the starry choir That keeps me imprisoned
Feel the ocean
Rip off this lace
But beware of the enchantment Old love lies deep you said
For my eroticism is oblivion
Deeper shall be the wound between your legs.
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