New dreams were born on account of her talk
Easy victories were met like their light kiss
As simple as the touch of smitten lips
Creation was it´s vein in men´s ambition, the tongue
Worn down were the efforts and flesh softened little
between blunt teeth
Cleopat- and marc- anton the treacherous mediterranean breath
The sea at war, defeat would be savoured
by seasoned tastebuds
The food of man´s desire led to bleeding gum´s
Ambition is the mouth
Love the saliva
She doesn´t love you, you fool!
Mouthwatering passion and ambition.
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