The last note ended
a tadada
As if gesturing me to come towards itself
a loop to play, of high erotica
Cherry lips and moan
Or just a play of loop
Ropes and ripped, break it
A tadada
And you swirled into its magnificent spiral scoop
Scoop of the oceans and galaxies
In depth and wealth, staring wide eyed
A tadada
And you left your comforts of choice
Like shredding the crocodile skin you long bore
Sorry, you wore, you adorned
A tadada
A final note of gesture
is all you needed to go back right in
To where it all started
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