We shared everything that
night.
The dreams and secrets of
delight.
And with desires of
things untold
We journeyed through
ecstasies dark and bold.
Until we came upon a
pleasure
With other joys it had no
measure.
It gave us frills beyond
control.
Turning our souls as
black as coal.
And what is this sin of
which I speak?
It's licking the soles of
her smelly feet.
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