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The Nipple’s Song
An Ode to the Nipple
Oh, little nipple, how you sway
An enchanted dance, a sensual play
You’re a silken thread, a delicate cord
A precious jewel, a sensual reward
You’re the smile of a bird, so sweet
A swing of air, a heavenly treat
A flame of desire, burning bright
A letter of love, a sensual write
You come in colors, brown, red or pink
A reflection of passion, the way we think
You’re a tearful lady, barefooted and bold
A symbol of desire, a story untold
You freeze into a kiss, on a tiny bud
A spark of passion, a fiery flood
A frightening hiss, a roar of lust
As desire ignites, a passion robust
You’re a blonde umbrella, above the heat
A refuge of comfort, from the desert’s beat
A secret bed, silver and tight
A sensual pleasure, hidden from sight
You pour out a glow, a teapot of pleasure
A hill of ecstasy, a sensual treasure
You’re a love net, embroidered in dark
A playground of passion, a…
