Sweet lips, melt, quiver
Taste of chocolate melting
A ballet of lust.
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Sweet lips, melt, quiver
Taste of chocolate melting
A ballet of lust.
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That last line is absolutely delectable!
My Obsession
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is the next one really “urn?”
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stage is set for dreams
godiva waits in the wings
she will sparkle bright
(I think this is a haiku — let me know if it’s not.)
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unique haiku..
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