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I eat his almond body, completely,
losing reality in his raspberry lips,
I devour his aroma, wholly,
remaining inside his taste.

I become the tongue in his mouth,
evolving in his words, hypnotized,
lucid, I influence his gentleness,
expressed by quiet eyes.

And I change in his caress, lovingly,
becoming colour to pale skin.
I sigh away the dark circles,
lingering under his swollen night.

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