orbicle of jasp

I miss your ass

but I don't miss you

denying me

the tongue access to its cavernous depth


the sweet roundness of plump seat

the slow devoted worming up the brown hole

of astonishing pleasures

you sweetest jasp

you are ever in my head


(both of them)

and what I can't have in the earthly realm

I'll take from you

in the darkest hottest fantasies of our denied Oneness...





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