I would not ask you
To stick it in your mouth
Unless you wanted to ,
I have better things to do
With those lips of yours,
People telling me it’s the eyes
That are windows to the soul
But I think your mouth is,
Your taste when we kiss,
The feel of flesh on flesh
When we are eye to eye,
Not something I get
Sticking it in there,
When I want to feel it all,
Not just part of it,
Taking that path to your inside
Dragging the rest of me along
Sticking it into those other places
While I still keep your mouth
For myself
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