sausage symphony

I orchestrated

a wily sausage symphony

overturing with baton in hand

flicking and mimicking

the conductor

with stark passion

at times salivating to

smother the heatwave

whilst you lay back

culminating candidly

over the extended version

of my hard copy

feeling the crescendo

towards the finale

shuddering uncontrollably

over my masterly direction

till peace

finally gave you in..

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night safari

your tongue

lit up my night

and opened up sensations

of glorious sweet

.

I twitched

and moaned and growled

with your continual relish

of my torso

.

with you

I went on a night safari

a wandering ritual

that bound our intimacy

.

changing me

into a nocturnal animal

whilst cradling a wanting

of your cheekiness..

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