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A CravingI crave the honey sweetness that drips off your tongue The torrid caresses of your touch on my flesh The wanton feelings you erupt in me The decadent shattering of myself when I am with you... Robert Hayden Pursell 2002 Vote for this poem
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A CravingI crave the honey sweetness that drips off your tongue The torrid caresses of your touch on my flesh The wanton feelings you erupt in me The decadent shattering of myself when I am with you... Robert Hayden Pursell 2002 Vote for this poem
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