you know i want you

you know

i can't touch your beauty



i can imagine it

and i can dance  creepy-crawly

maneuvers towards the edges



and now

after surgery

i worry for you

i want the best for you



you know i want you

better



i want you walking

in the wilderness

of private kisses

in the forest



i want you better

than i can imagine

or probably deserve



and you should know

i want you to enjoy

the consequences

of dirty money kisses

along your cheek and neck



in a fine mist of giggles



in the fine slobber

of juicy delight

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