_____by T E Vaughner

I have a birthmark
Shaped like the Black Sea
Just on the inside of my thigh
Right at the top
Just below my bush

And if you ask me just right
One part longing
Two parts begging
One part unquenchable desire
If your lips curl in just the right way

I might let you lick it

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