Below the waist is where his soul shines.
But just like a sapling wick,
Only four fingers high.
But I burned the candle for him,
Dance my ritual like a priest,
For the first time, the belly of my tongue was filled with the heat of masculinity,
I sucked him tightly, and there was a strange soreness on the tip of my tongue...
It's 4 o'clock in the morning now,
I was looking at my iPad in bed,
The content inside is "Adam's Forbidden Fruit".
Conception: