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Erotic Poem by Anonymous

Alt text: A curled branch of a tree, that looks like a human hand is dangling a flower into an open mouth. The flower looks like a vagina, from which drops are nectar are falling.It is being licked by a tongue that is extending from the mouth. The card has this text written on it:

I can smell fallen fruits in you

and their sourness draws me in

resting firmly between those legs

my head understands what hunger means


I want no portion control

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