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On the tip of my tongue
lie desires unopen
Walking behind
a warm secret
In silence
unbroken...
For in sin it tasted
like dark chocolate melted
Steep price for a world,
where gold is like lead...
An unlit horizon
is where I took her,
With eyes closed and heart pumping
I taste my black sugar.
The burst of her fluids
from an orgasm exotic
In peace I laid her
both our nerves left chaotic...
My lip's smile hid intentions - too carnal to behold
Just another tastling,
Black sugar brings me home...



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