This urge to kiss you, to devour you with kisses
yes, that loving hunger always waylays me
even at unconvenient moments it's there
suddenly I remember the touch of your skin
the muscular sculpturing of you as you
you hate when I focus on you as body
the soul counts for far too much with you
your poor homeless soul
it has been robbed of its humble abode by you
by being so unblushingly extolled by me
which you cannot take without denouncing it yourself
as I've always said: Double-standard is so very sick
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