I taste your lips so hungrily
I hope you’d stay and rest.
Your head is nestled happily
between my luscious breasts.
Your eyes met mine with pity,
I felt your soul reach out.
My womb is baby-empty,
That’s all it is about.
I know that there’s still hope for me,
Let’s give ourselves a chance.
A final try is meant to be,
let’s waltz our final dance.
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