My Voice
pride comes before the fall
pride comes before the fall
I'm sure you heard a purr,
or felt a low hum
maybe a sigh with
the slow swell of
deep throat undulation.
While searching
my eyes-
through your own
half moon lids
you may believe you saw
a white flag
a surrender
the undoing of me.
So, I should probably say
( just for the record)
that was your pride-
not mine
i just swallowed.
Mary
I'm sure you heard a purr,
or felt a low hum
maybe a sigh with
the slow swell of
deep throat undulation.
While searching
my eyes-
through your own
half moon lids
you may believe you saw
a white flag
a surrender
the undoing of me.
So, I should probably say
( just for the record)
that was your pride-
not mine
i just swallowed.
Mary
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pride comes before the fall
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