That’s all she wrote
I’m looking at you and thinking about how the pen
That pen there
That you have in your mouth
Will be wet
Now
From the moisture on your tongue
And that pen
That pen right there
Will also be hot
With each
Heavy breath that you exhale
And that pen
Yeah baby that
Wet
Pen you have in your mouth
Right There-
Will have bite marks on it
Where you’ve clenched your jaw and bitten down
With each crescendo of your lungs
As air touches your wet lips
And your eyes blink like forbidden fruit
-- ughh honey your mouth could write the sweetest poetry
That pen
That pen there
Signs my life away
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