Anaxiphilla

to spurt for you is arriving to a place I've yet been to but had be yearning to for my entire life how perfect you taste, like subterfuge yet I can't stop myself I'm jonesed I've even mastered painting with each stroke of my tongue I am hypnotized by how you orchestrate your moans you're a vad, and anodyne but a kalopsia, and my bane yet you've serenized me for an agathokakological love but to verleieren us is a letaslis to myself you're my habromania, and abditory so I stay 'till my heart evanescents