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feminine facination

Nothing more amazing than childbirth, menstruation

or the natural lubrication

aside a good imagination

or some waistline denim friction

paired with the pheromones in kissing

because of pure saliva mixing.

Its simply all in the addition of

attracting xs and ys

between tempered breaths

and desperate sighs,

hidden in the tethered truths;

sleeping with acknowledged lies.

Somebody famous said somewhere in time,

"its all been done," and "not everybody lives, but everybody dies."

Pigmentation, height, demographics, size,

religion and favorite flavors aside,

every woman at some point, customized,

gets a little damp between the thighs.




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