You suck in the meat
Of each oyster
And I wish it was me
You consume,
This need in me
To be inside you,
Devouring it all,
Each piece of meat
Swallowed whole
Or perhaps,
Lingering for an instant
On the tip of your tongue
Where you play with it,
And I ache more
And wish more it was me,
You suck each,
Discarding the hard shells,
Having taken the best
Part of each,
I am an oyster shell
Meat sucked
Completely out of me
And still I ache for more
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