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Blood In The Water Trimeric
Your flower petal lips are carnivorous,
ever-ready and always famished;
I long to be what will satiate you,
leaving you all swollen with desire;
Ever-ready and always famished,
I’ll lead you to blissful exhaustion;
Scorching’s kind of what I’m into;
I long to be what will satiate you,
as we eagerly satisfy each other;
Blood tends to whet an appetite;
Leaving you all swollen with desire,
careful what you bait with that trap;
A fly can also be a bit menacing.
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Melani Udaeta
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