Step into our coffee shop,
Where the nectar of the gods flows non-stop.
Inhale the ambrosial aroma,
Of beans roasted to perfection’s dogma.
Our coffee is always hot and bursting with flavor,
A symphony of sensations that will leave you craving more.
With every sip, the velvety liquid will cascade down your throat,
A blissful experience that will leave you wanting another vote.
We carefully roast our beans daily,
To ensure that they are always fresh and ready.
Enjoy them with a shot of espresso’s fiery jolt,
Or savor the rich and robust flavor of a dark roast.
Our coffee is guaranteed to be wet to your liking,
And we are always happy to stir your pot without charge.
Stop by our shop today and experience the difference,
Where our beans lead the way in coffee excellence.
Our coffee is so good, you’ll want to lick the rim,
Its heat and smoothness will make you forget him.
Add sugar to your liking,
Then grab the spoon and hold it steady.
Stir it in and watch it swirl,
Now our beans are ready to rock your world!
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Cream Filled Donuts
All ye donut lovers,
Prepare to rejoice,
For our cream filled donuts
Are a culinary masterpiece.
Freshly glazed
Before your very eyes,
Our donuts are soft and sweet
And filled with delectable cream with surprise.
Chocolate or vanilla,
The choice is yours,
But please don’t forget
To pay your dues.
We start with a humble hole,
But then we fill it to the brim,
So that the cream drips down your chin,
A culinary symphony, a hedonistic whim.
But our delights don’t end there,
We offer coffee and finger dough,
Each bite a delectable morsel,
A creaming service that can’t be outdone.
So come on down,
And indulge your sweet tooth,
For our cream filled donuts
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Inhale the smoke, let it fill up the room
Feel the heat,
the pleasure of the night
Let our bodies become one
like a perfect embrace
we love to smoke while having sex
no worries or shame
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The Blissful Euphoria
Euphoria, the feeling so grand,
A state of mind so hard to withstand,
A rush of joy that fills the soul,
And makes one feel completely whole.It’s a high that’s hard to explain,
A feeling that’s hard to contain,
A moment of pure ecstasy,
That fills the heart so easily.It lifts you up and takes you away,
To a place where you want to stay,
Euphoria, the ultimate pleasure,
A feeling that you’ll always treasure.
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The Good Life
What is the good life,
That we all seek to find?
Is it wealth and fame,
Or a life of peace of mind?Some say it is pleasure,
While others say it is pain.
But I believe the good life,
Is a life lived with meaning.A life of purpose,
A life of love,
A life of service,
To others and to above.So go forth and live your life,
To the fullest extent.
And find your own definition,
Of what the good life really means.
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The Joy of Orgasm
A body-shuddering climax can be more than just a thrill,
For it has some hidden benefits for the body that can heal.
Orgasms can release hormones that ease away the stress,
And promote a good night’s sleep, so you wake up feeling fresh.They’re a natural way to relieve pain, without needing medication,
And deliver pleasure that’s hard to beat, when shared with a loved one’s participation.
Intimacy is enhanced, and so is the mood,
As blood flow surges and all feels good.The benefits of an orgasm are surprising, it’s true,
So embrace the pleasure, and let your body feel anew.
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Preferably Like You to Love Me
Preferably, I’d like you to love me,
Passion and patience, please portray,
Pleasure in plenty, pain put at bay,
Promise me a paradise, pristine and pure.Pour your heart out, a poetic prose,
Paint me a picture, of passion’s pose,
Pledge your loyalty, a love that glows,
Proclaim your devotion, a purpose to pursue.Perchance, you’ll be my perfect partner,
Pairing of personalities, a puzzle’s answer,
Proximity, our playground, a paradise forever,
Preferably like you to love me, my plea’s answer.
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IF I TOUCH YOUR ROSEN CHEEK
If I touch your rosen cheek,
This warmth, this softness, I can’t wait to seek.
My fingertips tracing the curve,
As my desire for you starts to serve,
I crave for more, oh sweet satisfaction,
The arousal I feel, takes me to another dimension,
My love for you, ever so bold,
As the pleasure within, we both behold.
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Lust Running In My Blood
Fiery desire, an insatiable urge,
The mere thought of you makes my heart surge,
With passion so hot, and hunger so deep,
I surrender to temptation, as your touch I seek.Pleasure and pain, they intertwine,
As your hands explore, and your fingers entwine,
My body, my soul, I give in to your lust,
As we become one, giving in to our trust.
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It Was Tasty and Intoxicating
It Was Tasty and Intoxicating
It was tasty and intoxicating, that first sip of gin,
A world of flavor, that’s hard to begin,
The juniper, it sparkled, with a hint of lime,
A world of pleasure, that’s hard to confine.The warmth, it spread, with each passing sip,
A world of relaxation, that’s hard to outstrip,
The memories, they linger, of nights so fine,
A world of indulgence, that’s hard to decline.But even as I sip, this drink so divine,
I’m reminded of balance, and a world so benign,
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Up in Smoke
Up in smoke
Up in smoke, a fleeting pleasure,
A habit hard to break, a dangerous treasure,
With each inhale, a moment of peace,
But the cost to health, it does increase.For some, it’s a way to cope and relax,
For others, a habit they can’t tax,
Yet still they smoke, despite the risk,
Up in smoke, the addiction persists.
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Hong Kong Red Light Streets
Hong Kong Red Light Streets
In Hong Kong’s red light streets, the night comes alive,
A world of temptation, that’s hard to survive,
The neon lights, they flicker, with a seductive glow,
A place of pleasure, that’s hard to let go.The women, they stand, in their sultry attire,
A vision of beauty, that’s hard to acquire,
Their eyes, they sparkle, with a dangerous flame,
A world of secrets, that’s hard to tame.The men, they come, with a hunger so deep,
A desire for pleasure, that’s hard to keep,
Their hearts, they race, with a primal need,
A world of pleasure, that’s hard to concede.But behind the glamour, lies a story so sad,
A world of exploitation, that’s hard to fathom,
The women, they’re trapped, in a cycle so cruel,
A world of pain, that’s hard to overrule.In Hong Kong’s red light streets, the night comes alive,
A world of temptation, that’s hard to survive,
But behind the facade, lies a story so dark,
A world of sorrow, that’s hard to embark.
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Always in my brain
Always in my brain,
Your touch ignites a flame.
Desire and yearning,
Consuming like a burning.In your arms I find heat,
A fire that tastes so sweet.
Intensity beyond measure,
My pleasure an endless treasure.Ecstasy in every caress,
Obsessed with your tenderness.
Our bodies entwined with pure bliss,
This fire between us impossible to miss.Longing for your skin on mine,
The way we fit so fine.
This passion impossible to contain,
A love that never wanes.Always in my brain,
This erotic romance drives me insane.
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Naughty Fantasies
In your arms, I find myself lost
Lost in the depths of your passion
Lost in the intoxicating scent of desire
Lost in the spell of your seduction.With every touch, my body quivers
Quivers with the thrill of temptation
Quivers with the rush of pleasure
Quivers with the fire of lust.Together we explore the depths of eroticism
Together we unleash the power of sensuality
Together we indulge in the ecstasy of love
Together we fulfill our naughty fantasies.
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Love brings joy after rain #Poetry
Love brings joy after rain #Poetry
Love brings joy after rain,
As desires wash away pain.
Reason drowned in passion’s flood,
Craving’s surge, all flesh on fire’s wood.Bound in bliss, hearts cleave as one,
All the world’s ills from us run.
In each other lost, found, whole
Joy’s bright realm, pleasure’s bowl.The storm-wracked spheres fall away,
In love’s acts eternity’s day.
All fate, fortune, fear defeated
When in sweet excess we’re meted.© VishalDutia
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I Hear Faint Whispers of Deep Breathing
I Hear Faint Whispers of Deep Breathing
I hear faint whispers of deep breathing, a sound so sweet,
My heart races, my body heat, a desire I cannot beat.
The scent of perfume, a fragrance so alluring,
A temptation I cannot resist, a passion so enduring.I see a silhouette in the darkness, a shadow so alluring,
A feminine form, curves and contours, a sight so reassuring.
The touch of skin, a sensation so electrifying,
A fire within, a yearning so satisfying.I taste your lips, a flavor so delectable,
A kiss so tender, a touch so impeccable.
The sound of moans, a symphony of pleasure,
A love so pure, a connection that’s a treasure.I feel you move, a rhythm so hypnotic,
A dance of passion, a love so erotic.
The sense of completion, a moment so divine,
A joy so profound, a love that’s truly mine.
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The Sensual Symphony of Lust
As the sun sets and the stars come alive,
A symphony of lust begins to thrive.
The air is heavy with passion’s scent,
As bodies entwine in this heavenly ascent.
Desires ignite in a rhythm so pure,
As moans and whispers fill the obscure.
Beneath the moon’s luminous light,
Passion takes control in the night.
The sounds of pleasure crescendo high,
As the melody of lust never dies.
Bodies move in a symphony of sensation,
Lost in the moment, with no hesitation.
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A Symphony of Bitter-Sweet
A Symphony of Bitter-Sweet is a title that provokes a sense of melancholy and beauty intertwined. It calls to our emotions and ignites our creativity. Here’s my attempt at a poem:
The notes of pain and pleasure,
A perfect harmony,
The melody of life,
Bitter-sweet symphony.
The highs of love and laughter,
The lows of tears and woe,
The rhythm of the heart,
A symphony on show.
The strings of fate that bind us,
The beats of time that pass,
The key of resilience,
A symphony that lasts.
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The Dichotomy of Pleasure and Pain
The Dichotomy of Pleasure and Pain is a concept that is deeply ingrained in the human experience. It speaks to the idea that pleasure and pain are often two sides of the same coin, that one cannot exist without the other. It is this dichotomy that has inspired poets, writers, and artists throughout the ages to explore the intricacies of the human psyche.
In this poem I attempt to capture the essence of this dichotomy, to explore the ways in which pleasure and pain are inexorably linked. From the joys of love to the sorrows of loss, from the ecstasy of triumph to the agony of defeat, every moment of our lives is defined by this delicate balance.
As I sit here and ponder,
The Dichotomy of Pleasure and Pain,
My mind drifts off and wonders,
If both are just parts of one game.
Pleasure lures me with its sweet taste,
And I’m caught in its warm embrace,
But Pain awaits, just round the bend,
Ready to strike me once again.
Oh! How glorious it feels,
To be on cloud nine and see,
But the happiness that I seal,
Makes my heart more vulnerable at its fee.
Pleasure and Pain, like twins,
Entangle me in their embrace,
So long as one exists,
The other also has a place.
In the end, we must trust,
That balance will be found,
And that we will cherish and adjust,
When either pleasure or pain abounds.
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I want to hear her moan
I want to hear her moan
I want to hear her moan,
As I touch her skin so soft,
Her breaths becoming deeper,
As she gives in to my touch.Her body writhing with pleasure,
As I explore every inch,
Her moans becoming louder,
As I bring her to the brink.Her eyes closed in ecstasy,
As she whispers my name,
I want to hear her moan,
Again and again and again.
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Sweaty Bodies, Panting Breath
Sweaty Bodies, Panting Breath
Sweaty bodies, panting breath,
Entwined in a passionate embrace,
Fingers tracing curves and dips,
As desire sets the pace.Lips meet in fevered kisses,
As heat rises to a crescendo,
Bodies arching, writhing, twisting,
In a dance that knows no endo.Senses heightened, hearts racing,
As pleasure takes control,
Ecstasy building, reaching, exploding,
In a climax that leaves them whole.
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A volcanic release stains the bed
A volcanic release stains the bed
A fiery passion, a burning desire,
A volcano erupts with intense fire,
Lava flows, hot and wild,
As we unleash our passions, unrestrained and untiled.The bed sheets stained with our love,
As we explore each other, like no one above,
Our bodies intertwined, in a heated embrace,
As we reach the peak, with an explosive pace.Our moans and screams, echoing in the night,
As we release our love, with all our might,
A volcanic eruption, of pleasure and bliss,
As we lay spent, in each other’s kiss.
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The Passion Intense
A passionate embrace
The passion intense,
A fire that burns within,
A lustful desire,
A craving to sin.The touch of a hand,
The whisper of a word,
A longing for pleasure,
A need to be heard.The heat of the moment,
The rush of the night,
A hunger for ecstasy,
A forbidden delight.
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Plus Equals Minus
Plus Equals Minus
Plus equals minus, a paradox of sorts,
Perplexing problem, a brain that contorts.
Puzzling predicament, a mind to test,
Profound paradox, a thought to digest.Pleasure and pain, a pairing so strange,
Potential positives, a flip of the range.
Passionate pursuits, a heart’s desire,
Persistent problems, a mind’s quagmire.Paradoxical perception, a curious view,
Peaceful presence, a mind that grew.
Plus equals minus, a balance to find,
Peaceful mind, a life so kind.
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Your Love Made Me Whole
Your love made me whole
With every touch, every kiss,
You breathed new life into my soul,
You showed me a world of pleasure,
Your love made me whole.You took my hand and led me,
To places I’d never known,
You opened up my heart,
And made it your home.With every whispered word,
You stoked the fires of desire,
You made me feel alive,
With a burning, passionate fire.You showed me the beauty of intimacy,
The joy of giving and receiving,
You taught me the art of love,
And I felt my spirit start believing.For in your arms I found my home,
A place of warmth and light,
Where passion and intimacy reign,
And love shines ever bright.So thank you, my love, for all you’ve given,
For making me feel complete,
For showing me the beauty of your love,
And making my heart skip a beat.
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Kissing
Kissing
In the heat of passion, lips meet,
A dance of tongues, a sensual treat.
Breathless gasps, hearts beating fast,
Bodies entwined, in love at last.Fingers trace, exploring skin,
As the flames of desire begin.
Whispers of love, in the air,
A moment shared, beyond compare.The world fades away, just two in sight,
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Lost in the magic of the night.
Kissing, a pleasure so divine,
In each other’s arms, we entwine.
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Upon My Skin Lies a Burden
Upon My Skin Lies a Burden
Upon my skin lies a burden,
A secret that burns like a flame,
A desire that’s too hard to resist,
An erotica that I can’t tame.Each night I toss and turn,
Torn between pleasure and shame,
My body aches with longing,
As I whisper my lover’s name.I yearn for his touch, his kiss,
His body pressed against mine,
His breath hot against my skin,
Sending shivers down my spine.But society frowns upon our love,
Deeming it forbidden and wrong,
And so I carry this burden alone,
A passion that’s been hidden too long.Yet still I dream of our embrace,
Of the ecstasy we could share,
And hope that someday society will see,
That true love knows no bounds or care.
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Sensations Coursed Through His Body
Sensations Coursed Through His Body
Sensations coursed through his body, a feeling so divine,
A passion so intense, it lit up every single line.
The touch of skin, a sensation so electrifying,
A fire within, a yearning so satisfying.The taste of lips, a flavor so delectable,
A kiss so tender, a touch so impeccable.
The sound of moans, a symphony of pleasure,
A love so pure, a connection that’s a treasure.The scent of perfume, a fragrance so alluring,
A temptation I cannot resist, a passion so enduring.
The sight of curves and contours, a vision so alluring,
A feminine form, a sight so reassuring.In that moment, time stood still, the world faded away,
All that mattered was the passion, the love, the play.
For in that moment, nothing else existed,
Just the two of them, their passion, and their love, so twisted.© VishalDutia
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It All Seems Fair
Tangled limbs and whispered sighs,
The heat of passion in our eyes.
Skin on skin, heart on heart,
A moment frozen, never to depart.In this moment, all is fair,
Desire and pleasure beyond compare.
We lose ourselves in each other’s embrace,
As we explore love’s endless grace.We dance to the rhythm of our own desire,
Our bodies consumed by a burning fire.
In this moment, nothing else exists,
Just the two of us, lost in erotic bliss.
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She Looked So Alive
She looked so alive, a beauty so divine,
A body so perfect, it could make hearts align.
The curves and the contours, a work of art,
A vision so captivating, it stole my heart.Her eyes sparkled with passion, a fire in her soul,
A desire so intense, it could make the world whole.
Her skin was soft and supple, a pleasure to touch,
A sensation so electrifying, it could make me clutch.Her scent filled the air, a fragrance so alluring,
A temptation I cannot resist, a passion so enduring.
Her lips were full and luscious, a flavor so sweet,
A kiss so tender, it made my heart skip a beat.She looked so alive, with every move she made,
A dance of seduction, a love that cannot fade.
For she was my erotica, my ultimate desire,
And I’d do anything, to light her inner fire.
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The Sweet Sting of Smoke
The Sweet Sting of Smoke
The sweet sting of smoke, a familiar pain,
A habit that’s hard to restrain,
Each puff a rush, a moment of calm,
A chance to let go, a soothing balm.The scent of smoke, a seductive call,
A moment of pleasure, a way to forestall,
For smokers, it’s a daily routine,
The sweet sting of smoke, a bittersweet dream.
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Savoring Your Song in My Heart
Savoring Your Song in My Heart
Your voice, it’s like a melody,
That fills my heart with harmony,
It’s a song that I will always treasure,
A sound that brings me so much pleasure.I close my eyes, and hear your voice,
And in that moment, I have no choice,
But to smile, and let my heart sing,
As I savour the joy that your song brings.It’s a song of love, and of hope,
A tune that helps me to cope,
With the trials of life, and all its pain,
It’s a melody that keeps me sane.I feel your words, deep in my soul,
As your music makes me whole,
It’s a symphony of passion and grace,
A rhythm that I can’t replace.So I listen closely, to every note,
And let your music, take me afloat,
Into a world of beauty and wonder,
Where I can savour, your song like thunder.
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Lick My Lips
Lick My Lips
Lick my lips, taste the sweet,
A moment of pleasure, so complete.
With every flavor, a new delight,
A taste of heaven, that’s out of sight.Lick my lips, feel the heat,
A rush of desire, so hard to beat.
With every touch, a new sensation,
A moment of passion, that’s pure elation.Lick my lips, savor the moment,
A memory so sweet, that’s heaven-sent.
With every bite, a new experience,
A moment of indulgence, that’s pure bliss.
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My Heart Feels So Tired #Poetry
My Heart Feels So Tired
My heart feels so tired, so worn and so weak,
It’s been through so much and it’s starting to ache.
It’s been through the joys and the sorrows of life,
It’s been through the highs and the lows of the strife.It’s been through the laughter and the tears of the day,
It’s been through the moments that felt like they’d stay.
It’s been through the love that I thought was so true,
It’s been through the pain that I thought I’d never get through.My heart feels so tired, so weary and so worn,
It’s been through so much and it’s starting to mourn.
It’s been through the pleasure and the pain of life,
It’s been through the days that felt like so much strife.© VishalDutia
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Slept undressed #Poetry
Slept undressed #Poetry
Slept undressed, my love, all bars down,
Not a veil nor wall between bliss’s crown.
Flesh to warm flesh, heart beating with heart,
Loving, living, never to part.Hand sought hand as midst the night
Kiss led kiss and soft hold led light.
Wakefulness blurred in joy that knows but the now
Here in the nest for two, past all vows.Dawn may come steal you, the world call you away,
But this night and ever, heart, here you’ll stay.
Time out of time, as meshed without measure,
This is the dream that shall know no ceasing treasure© VishalDutia
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You are mine, I am only yours #Poetry
I am yours, you are mine
Version 1
My heart, my soul, my body blessed,
By your sweet caress and claim.
My love commanded, my passion poured,
In joys by your touch stoked and scored.Our hearts and flesh fused by warm consent,
This yielding, this wonder heaven-sent.
Deeper than oaths binds what bliss reveals
These breaths drawn from passion profound as the seagrass thick under keels.Your name on my lips as my hands would trace
Their worship over your dreamful face.
So take all I am, to have while love feasts without cease
As I’m yours alone, as you’re mine, as our pleasure shall not release.Version 2
My heart, my all, my everything yours,
By your sweet caress vanquished and sure.
Passion poured out, desire devoted,
In bliss by your cherishing hands meted.Flesh fused by consent’s fire,
Wonder and yielding heaven-sent.
Deeper than oaths love’s binding,
As breathe we joy past mind’s finding.Your name my tongue’s tune, my hands
Their fealty in touches spanned
Over dream-face, so take all I be
While love feasts endlessly, eternityAs I’m lone yours, lone your heart’s seat,
Our pleasure unbound, pulses’ beat.
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It tastes like a perfect end
It tastes like a perfect end,
The way you make me feel my friend.Your lips trail down my neck,
My heart races, I’m a wreck.Your hands on my body,
Sending shivers down my spine.The way you move, it’s like art,
I can’t help but fall apart.The pleasure we share is divine,
It’s like nothing else, it’s so sublime.But this isn’t the end, it’s only the start,
Our passion ignites, we’ll never be apart.
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A whole galaxy of experiences
A whole galaxy of experiences,
A universe of pleasure to explore,
Bodies intertwined in heated embraces,
A journey of ecstasy to adore.Whispers, moans, and sighs,
The rhythm of passion and desire,
Two souls entwined, reaching highs,
In a cosmic dance of fire.© VishalDutia
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Inhaling Joy
Inhaling Joy
Inhaling joy, a momentary pleasure,
A habit that’s hard to measure,
Each puff a blissful escape,
A chance to relax and retrace.The scent of smoke, a familiar aroma,
A calming presence, a seductive persona,
For smokers, it’s a source of delight,
Inhaling joy, a daily sight.
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Journey of My Tongue
My tongue embarks on a journey,
Exploring every inch of your body,
Tracing every curve and every line,
Uncovering secrets that were once confined.With every taste and every touch,
My tongue sets your body ablaze,
Sending shivers down your spine,
As we embark on this erotic race.The journey of my tongue is never-ending,
As it seeks to unravel every mystery,
And with every kiss, every nibble,
It takes us both to a place of pure ecstasy.
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