on'uh need tuh know

.

             her's paced back
                 forth mine
                in the tiered
                    sheen
                swing dress

                        i
                      yes
                        i
               yes I with the
                      lust
                    panted

                       she
                    yes she
            she felt mine pant
              with mine duke
                her's press'd
                        it

              with mine other
                   all uv it's
               frenetic digits
                      hern
                   felt mine
                    breathe
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