Mistaken interpretation?

My body discontent,
Needing more, wanting less,
Breaks away from the norm,
As I help to undress,

Mouth a lustful cradle,
An inviting institution,
Brings life to the innocent,
Laying down the foundation,

Stood bare and unwrapped,
Eyes gaze over smooth skin,
Start to glisten and devour,
As the ritual begins,

Succumbed to the senses,
It gives in to the motion,
Thriving in experience,
A refreshing devotion,

All good things come to
A bitter end, as the gift
Becomes soft after time,
Licked clean with such swift,

Cold metal zip fastened,
Ready for round two?
Now that my coat is secure…

I think we are,

The mess is cleared,

I can get another chocolate bar.

by Zoe Fagg

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