Slippery Clouds

SLIPPERY CLOUDS

But what is Love ?

A razor blade

You swallow

After a long French kiss

It strikes like a cobra

In One long hiss

Sleek arms

Crotched in love

I itch for you

To take me in

Again

French kiss me

To death

My love

I pine for your razor blade touch

Me here

In the soft place

Of my destiny

Now swimming

In your sea

So manly, so male

Only you can make me fe

Fee, Feel, Female

Again

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