SWEET WHORE OF MY HEARTI wash my face with sugar,
Eat abstract nouns for breakfast
Taste Turkish delight at sunrise.
I want to squash you, like a jelly,
And put you into my mouth
Chew you slowly, slowly.
Then, I would pick you up
As if you are grapes
Or a sweet whore of my heart.
Mmhmm, the night is soft,
While eating grape by grape
By grape by grape mhmmm.
My soul is full of sugar, but
I need more jam and honey, so
I am biting your honey thighs
And that’s where the night starts.
You vanilla moose sweetmeat,
Sweet whore of my heart.
Delicious night.
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