I see, I want, I get obsessed
To get you all unclothed, undressed
Your flowing mane to have caressed
Then Graze my lips down to your chest
Feel it heave as you take a breath
Consumes me more, you resist less
Let out a moan that does suggest
I stray down further, lick your crest
Till your screams will do so attest
Your pleasure's mine and I am blessed
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