Silently
You creep
Along the tangent to my tongue
Begone
Your tracks
Tingle
And force me to scratch
Dont look back
Your thatch
Bend to the shApe of my wavelength
Sensation
My nerves
Detach
And burst into climax
My senses colapse
Consiense and dispatch
Go on with your touch
Imagination
Misconception
Fabrication
Self Deception
Disolution
Indigestion
Sapuration
Decomposition
With a crunch
Blue juices
Ooze out
Your muscles
My taste
My flavours amass
My vision start to clash
I've conquered you at last
Sickening must unwrap
Start to lag
Everything gives me nauseaus
But you conquer you at last

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