Trails of moisture,
beading down your spine
Upwards I am led,
Licking delicately
Hardened, I approach
with ease, I shelter
Pussywillows
Swaying in the wind,
Do I kiss away the stains?
Satin and skin,
Velvetine and bare
Musky and youthful,
Colorfully clean,
Pink!
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