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Hocus Pocus

How scary looking at your face when all I wanna do is lick your inner place then Exhaust breathy sighs * So I Exhale “Oh-why?” * As if it’s offuh this page of my sagely thoughts where dreaming lovely rhythm wraps twizzled tangled knots. I’d brush your every angle. I’d massage your achey neck whispering sweet somethings rubbing oils down your back. * Empowering attraction from your tractor beam. “Write with focus.” – “Hold on.” Your nature is screaming. Breathe! * Breath. Blaoww, wow. Huh? Well shit. Well played domino, certainly exquisite. * I love you: in verse. I love you, Universe. * The thought of your touch holds my mental focus which means you got me beleivin’ in: Hocus Pocus.

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