Hand in the snake pit - black mamba chase. Head through the lion's cage - head on a plate. Two feet on the hot coals - last dance at the ball. Blindfold on the tightrope - whenever you call. Be my slippery slider, Black Mamba crawl over me. Dark thoughts of the sleepless - hung out to dry. Slip through the bedclothes - unblinking eye. Long tongue flickering - fixed stare grip. Sweet venomous potion, held to my lip. Be my slippery slider, Black Mamba crwal over me. A tropical whisper. A sibilant kiss. Soft strike teasing. Dangerous bliss.
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