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My love is made of teeth
Every time I am with you–
My thoughts turn visercal.
An urgent desire to consume you.
Yet, also to be inside you.
Drench my wounds;
lick the scars away....
My thoughts turn visercal.
An urgent desire to consume you.
Yet, also to be inside you.
Drench my wounds;
lick the scars away....
