why did i tasted
Why did I ever tasted.
You are like a drug.
I am so addicted
Your lips, your tongue your manhood
that bring such pleasure.
Your embrace, your smile, your teeth
They drive me wild having me weak to my knees.
So why did I ever tasted.
I don’t know why but Gods knows you are so sweet.
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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