Whistling Hot
pursing the lips
churning into
the bowels
of this earth
you opened wide
doors to
my heart
completely naked
to the soul
tied and bound
to you love
so proud
of you honey
whistling to
the four corners
standing tall
you are to me
a dream
blooming deeply
great warm waves
softly touching
around in circles
inside leaping curls
so very beautiful
take it
from me
sweety darling honey
your blazing hot
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