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i want to strap you

to a bed

and wave a feather

across your terrain



then play you out

with kisses and giggles



enter you with

wicked pleasure

so hot the butter knife

folds over

yet cuts through

every depraved thought

i can imagine



then finding peace

within your darkest pleasure

just when you thought pleasure

was behind you



and in a round about way

maybe it is