To pour a bottle of whiskey
Upon your naked smooth body,
To see it flow down every inch,
Flow over every curve,
To suckle the bitter liquid
From your subtle nipples,
To lick out the droplets
Caught within your cleavage,
To run my tongue down your belly,
To drink the drink from your sultry navel,
To slowly trace to the area
Between your legs,
To lick the bitter sweetness
From your vaginas lips,
But what you don't understand,
Is that no matter how perverted
My mind can be,
I would much rather look
At your sweet face, sober,
Than lick you clean, when I'm drunk,
To stay drunk,
When I'm with you.

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