Never dry
near food, cry
the fountain of life
or the path to the after-life
The window to a man’s soul
past, present, and future
Small giant
feels smooth, yet rough
it builds, and breaks
it tickles and burns
Nasty crispy clean bills
that cuts, and heals
Holy, and sometimes, sensual
Healing, divine and/or sexual
None else in the body is a clone
Arousing sensitivity in ways unknown
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