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"Water"
I want it.
I want what she holds in her smooth exotic self. I strut, I display, I flick my beauty at her, and she remains unimpressed.
I will offer her a gift, this shiny little stone - clink - she accepts it, but it's not enough.
She is far from sated.
Beloved, I am singing my need to you. I will die without you. I falter at your side, I thirst for you and, frantic, I fill you with all I can gather.
clink
clink
Something in her is stirring, a liquid acquiescence. She begins to reveal her dark secret self - she pours herself forth, and I plunge quickly inside, consuming the essence of what she contains.
She is drained; I am saved; I caress her with wings; I leave Heaven to replenish what I have stolen away.
~~~
Or:
She is drained; I am saved; I caress her with wings as I leave her to
replenish herself.
I want it.
I want what she holds in her smooth exotic self. I strut, I display, I flick my beauty at her, and she remains unimpressed.
I will offer her a gift, this shiny little stone - clink - she accepts it, but it's not enough.
She is far from sated.
Beloved, I am singing my need to you. I will die without you. I falter at your side, I thirst for you and, frantic, I fill you with all I can gather.
clink
clink
Something in her is stirring, a liquid acquiescence. She begins to reveal her dark secret self - she pours herself forth, and I plunge quickly inside, consuming the essence of what she contains.
She is drained; I am saved; I caress her with wings; I leave Heaven to replenish what I have stolen away.
~~~
Or:
She is drained; I am saved; I caress her with wings as I leave her to
replenish herself.