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comfort food

Numb teeth crave for your succulent cream

Enveloped in your scent, as if it was a dream.

As your amber pearls slipped soundlessly

through my tongue,

Bittersweet bursts I turn to plunge.


Tracing your silken outlines endlessly

I swallow you whole into my being.

When will I get to taste you again?

I await your return longingly,

to replenish this pent up hunger inside of me.


Only you can do such things!

Nothing exists to cope with your ways

Oh! my sweet peach mango sundae.