Uncut Poem by Llandridod Wells

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Like a homing butterfly,
Your tumescent sheen calls me to you 
My deep heat powerless against your scent

Mucosal fusion
Contorted explosion of bliss

Once again two,
Eyes,  slit-closed,  as a cat's

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