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A poem about how much I love and need to eat my wife’s pussy the taste the wetness. She has a big, big wet pussy.

In moonlit whispers, night's embrace,  
A secret garden, sacred space.  
A symphony in taste and feel,  
In silken tides, our souls reveal.  

Rivers of longing, sweetly swept,  
In tender currents, softly kept.  
Each moment rich, a luscious spree,  
A world within, just you and me.  

No words could paint this ardent need,  
In nectared depths, love's truth is freed.  
Amidst the stars, pure ecstasy,  
Forever bound in unity.

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In moonlit whispers, night's embrace, A secret garden, sacred space. A symphony in taste and feel, In silken tides, our souls reveal. Rivers of longing, sweetly swept, In tender currents, softly kept. Each moment rich, a luscious spree, A world within, just you and me. No words could paint this ardent need, In nectared depths, love's truth is freed. Amidst the stars, pure ecstasy, Forever bound in unity.