You wait
till I get that lil panic button of yours
in between my upper and lower teeth
nibbling it and lickin it at the same time,
fingers inside you,
in several places,
ice cold blue eyes,
all you can see,
right above ,
your mons pubis
doing just what I said they would
stare straight into you soul.
I told you,
I was going to take you
places,
you never been before,
why in the world,
would you ever doubt me?
It's otherwordly,
you need to go there,
you need,
to let me,
take you there
regularly.
Peace
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