Moist

when i think of moist

i think of the inside of a dying whale

when i think of moist

i think of a sweaty sack on a humid day

when i think of moist

i think of you

and sticky camel toes too

oh let it soak into your head

let me say it once again

moist

moist is moistury 

moist is good

moist is free

moist is wonderfuly moisty

moist is good to me

moist is decadent rich

so fully moist to me

moist moist

moist

moist

moist 

come here and let me whisper something into your ear

what?

you didnt catch that?

i'll tell you again

Moist

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