Steaming hot flavour
Savour every last piece
‘Til the very core of its existence swims beneath your futile surface
The thirst was never so very contrary, albeit incredibly juxtaposed
Supposedly she asked for this one particular outcome
Soon as she felt strung, wired to your seriously shape-shifting moon, she grabbed at it all over again – Pulled. You. On. In.
Like a rather delicious magnet to a golden rose
Placed there for one sole reason – to tease every last part of you
She always could manage to attract certain materials, oh imperial one
Now, get ready to do an absolute ‘Bruce Almighty’ on it and bring yourself right to her

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