Virginity

 
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Lips press inward
A twisted tongue
Running along the breast
Ringing the nipples
In silent harmony

Lips taste the shimmering
Surging mounds
In canyons resound
An erotic groan
A crested scream

Lips part
Surging rivers run deep
Passion eclipses the moon
Gone light of innocence
From her eyes

The deed is done
The fruit so sweet
A cherry falls from the tree
Lying in a smile
In fragments of the night

 
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