Drip...

Drop...

Drip......

Drop...

Let my love melt from your lips
as this sensation surges through your finger tips
Let the peaks of my sweet, butter milk-capped mountains respond
to your tongue as it dances in sensual song

Let your dam break free, flowing through my valleys beneath
Bite me, tease me, hold me, sqeeze me
Breath easy, freak me, penetrate deeply

I'm needy, please believe my body's at your mercy
If it rains, let it pour...the call of the wild we can't ignore
Harder, faster...I submit to you, my master

King of this land with the stroke of your hand
In command, in control, a magic wand, a gift rare as gold
This ground now fertile, will once again be ready to reap
Savor those drops of love for the next time we feast

 
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