I am sorry for my actions,
Apologize for some harsh words
I know that actions speak louder than words,
But goddamit, I have to admit I love my verbs…
I love the fact that each syllable goes deeper than any one of my little fingers
I admire the idea of my tongue…
Not, performing a ‘clitectomy’, but an etymology
Sexual healing, transfused into alleviating emission
Erected zones eradicated and turned into soothing tones
My declarations creeping through, getting into you
as opposed to my dildo poking fun at you
Sex. An action. Sex. A word.
Stroke your action, through your spoken word
Satiate your word, in the course of every action
Deliver the grandeur of satisfaction.
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