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March of the Cicadas
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Trials of the Heart The soft tender touch of the cicadas
Their round and firm delicate skin
Gracing my hands with excitement
Their elegance is ever so graceful
Groping them in sensual passion
My heart lingers with a smiling beat
Pressing against my skin
The passion grows stronger
Lifting my spirits
A candle-lit serene nature for them to be harmonic
I run my tounge across them
Tasting their harmonic flesh
Sliding into the nest
Drenched in water, filling the hole
Invading their home with a battering ram
Their harmonic nature silenced with simple jargon
