You step along my tongue
Dance along my spine
You sing songs
Caress my throat, fingers light
You envelope me
Then puff away
Passage marked in the linger
For I am a road
Not a home
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Pelgris 
Very beautiful. Almost reminds me of Logic’s “Nikki.”
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