Intruders
In the wet clash of tongues,
Bent to each others desire,
Open mouth in the simple fun,
We breathe our power on life.
Intoxicated lip crushes,
Desirous of each other,
In sequestered frolic grips;
Forms vocals in intoned cries:
Wish for the kinkiest function;
And surveys high performance?
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2009
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