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She’s foaming

Like beer about to drip,

Flowing

Over mug lip.

Groaning

To be held up and tasted

Knowing

It just takes a sip.

And the flavor will carry

Her wants, her favors,

Her haunts,

Across the divide…

…to…

…The expanse

Of my tongue

Tickled wet by her touch,

And the chance

I now have

To imbibe.