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Pleasures Stream

About sex
As I Bed,
You, my Dear.
Nothing so Sweet,
That tastes as Good.

Biting to Taste,
Craving your Blood.
Salivating as I think,
Of what Becomes.

The rhythm of Two,
Beating as One.
Moving so Slow,
And yet so Fast.

Riding a stream of Pleasure ,
Only to merge with Another.
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