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Fruits of Passion
Fruits of Passion As extended branches test my hunger I grip the fruit you have become, ripened as the winds go streaming Slashing through my tussled hair yon branches quickly to defend, though fight I must if I shall have you This fruit is tempting, young and pure Through its flesh my teeth they probe Delicious as the love of life does grow each spring Dripping down my chin, the juices of every one that has disallowed, sweeter when the bowl is full, unable to take in much more I beg, I reach, I grasp, I claw Your vibrant eyes they look away, these roots are strong, holding tight to every probe Tighter still I feel the warmth It covers me in splendor spent I lie beneath your locks so soft and beautiful as is the dawn Touch me deep inside my soul This claim is but a fabled speech, my love to linger till the approaching sun The fruits of passion fill the senses, tastier than is the thigh forming in the minders fashion This is why my beating heart cries tears of joy as are your lips Countless times my dreams have fallen well inside
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