Erotic poetry

WANT TO

WANT TO

want to
ice your cake

light
all its candles

be the doorman
to the throne room

guiding you into
your dream of your palace

outside
it looks like fireworks
in the star

but it is just
the stars going supernova

changing everything
making the Universe
more in keeping
with all
your loves
and likes

exactly, down to
the last ecstatic precise detail,
how you
would want it,
desire it,
need it to be

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