She gave me a zipper
For my mouth
As like a silencer
Yet she would wisper
In both my ears
Not so annoying
As to salivation
Nothing happened
Just imagine a fire place
Stumbling into a green
Room
Mumbling about islands
Gliding into the watery room
Eyes watch hidden
Laughing in lust
Spies me
Lift myself in a way
That was lion like.
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