Feasting

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He feasts upon her.
And her cunt is the only part
That he does not bite.
Toes, breasts, neck,
Lips, cheeks, thighs:
He attacks with mordant teeth,
Leaving those marks
That will need explanation
Later; he will trip her wires
To the most pointed of points.
But, in the cunt of his cunt,
He will feast with the expectancy
Of discovering a real delicacy;
So she cannot help but marvel
At the marvel with which
He feasts upon her.

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