Okay but women exist.
Women exist
Women with long hair
with short hair with
somewhere in-between hair
Women who gaze
Whose eyes flicker, touch
Women having lips, touching lips, touching your lips
Women with tits and women without, Women with lush valleys women with mutable peaks
Women who flood
Women who drip
Women whose moisture is hidden within,
Women whose joy erupts,
Women!
I want to bury myself in that land, feel her surround every part of me,
Feel her surrender beneath my touch,
and to surrender to her touch, her words, her scent,
the juice of her very essence—
until—
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