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i eat little bits of you
with the movement of
lips covered with glass.
i shimmer
on the flesh of you
and you're too good
not to devour.
so i put my mouth on you.
fleshy lips open just enough
for you to feel the sections
sliding along your pores.
open enough
just for you to imagine
what more i could fit
when i'm this hungry
for you.