Lapping your lips from afar doesn’t do anything.
I don’t have use for an interpersonal bored game,
A contact-less tete-a-tete.
I want you to devour me like a starving man does cake,
Stare me down like a dessert walker does a body of water,
and then baptize yourself.
Gorge yourself.
Feral and savage and clumsy.
Go ahead.
I’m saying yes.
👏🏻
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