your body is hot
so i rolled my
tongue on
your bosom to
cool it
but the reverse happens
the more I rolled my
tongue
from your bosom to
your
neck your hair begins
to catch fire
and then the conflagration
occurred in such
a process I get burned
in return
and then I said
I just love it burning myself
with you
as my tongue rolled back
to the home of
my mouth....
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