Like the soft caress of the tide

strokes the waiting shore

my tongue slowly drifts over

your emotionally charged skin

flitting between your thighs

darting around your body

finding places where pleasure

releases its joyous cry

and pain can be utter rapture

for just a fleeting moment.

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