Blue icy water flows around the quivering rock;
Liquids on the dock dance, to my warm tongue in pleasure.
Lips pluck and nibble to suck the overflowing juices:
Softly breathe magical notes; coax the flute to love.
In heat, yield to melt with my passion; to dance and sing:
For now, let this muse flame the spark; to burn you in love.
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