By B.K.
Date: 2006 Oct 18
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The Black Widow

When you are near
My pulse picks up speed
My eyes can not erase the need
My senses so keen
The anticipation of touch
Is just too much so
I begin to inwardly quiver
My lips pace
The words the timing the place
For the greatest taste
A mouth full of kisses
Could ever conceive
And then when I’m through
Kissing you
I’m then ready
To devour the rest of your body too

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