I have a bisexual tongue
That will kiss men and women alike
No gender can contain its ardor
It knows no boundaries, only love

It dances between lips and skin
Without discrimination or shame
It seeks connection and passion
In every embrace, it finds home

It whispers sweet nothings
In the ears of all who listen
It speaks the language of desire
Without constraint or inhibition

It craves the taste of love
In all its diverse forms
It knows no limits or labels
Only the joy of connection

It is a testament to freedom
A celebration of love’s fluidity
It honors the beauty of difference
And revels in the unity of desire

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