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i live in my own little world
...on your body.
i am my own tribe.
praying to the god of your skin.
what's so warm to the touch,
yet sends shivers down my spine.
i run along your curves,
just a kiss to each one with my fingers
as i go past...
nothing is more sweet
than to taste your sweat on my tongue-
massage your every pore.
i never crave again.
i can see all the colors of the sun
inside those eyes
as they pierce through
and cover me.
and so often i travele
the full length of your skin.
returning to the parts i love the most.
memorizing every crease.
...every mark.
and though i have felt so many things.
there is nothing like your fingers.
you see, your body is my temple-
one which holds no holy thoughts.
and i bow down before you,
and offer myself as your sacrafice.
you can have me how you like me.
anytime you please.
all you need to do is...
well. you know what to do...
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