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14 hours agoEric Swalwell's Cringey Erotic Poetry Revealed: Kissing Till Veins Imploded and Exploded'
Hungover From Burgundy by Eric Swalwell And there beauty was, Formless and magnificent A flurry of limbs and nails. She chased and I ran, I chased and She ran. Atop my hotel we stopped, And I lept for cloth and tan, My anxious arm she bit my scar is beautiful. While I screamed, She bent her lips to mine. Kissing till veins imploded and exploded, Till blood rolled down our chins. For bounded mouths cannot speak of parting. In the morning, I woke beside beauty's shadow Her form sloppy and her legs pale. My scar lost, My lips cracked and dry. And we groaned simultaneously.
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