word series #3

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Backwards I am.

Thoughtful you are.

Your thoughts flows through my body,

Making their way to my heart, clenching my veins

Closes to my middle, allowing me full access to your exotic surge.

It pumps each letter cautiously, not skipping any of your flavors.

And yes, I do taste the erotic ways

Of each of your perfectly crafted letters

To a extent where I can feel your greedy, impatient hands

Searching my willing body for the response of the blood

That courses through me with your words.

The perfect response I have,

Never discontinue your love and words               

You leave me breathless and on a high 

Oh my greatest high.

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