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What I Win
What I Win Her petals open at night Wet and warm they invite Softness More My tongue must taste The undeniable sweetness The sticky nectar that sustains me Wet and warm they invite Understanding More more My fingers must know The small hardness The sound of her quickening Wet and warm they invite The large hardness More more more To fill our open hearts The softness is stronger than the hardness And her petals never fall And we move and breathe as one I wrote this this morning after finishing a game of solitaire on my phone. I'd added this photo from my lover's blog as the background to the game so I think of her petals every time I play. |
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