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Little Lion Face by May Swenson

Careful lips to lick petel snuff up gold pollen in your navel cup
still fresh from before night, I leave you in dawn's appetite to renew our glide

August Night

Your navel a little pool in pulsing tide an aura round your knees
I offered my belly as a bowl.
I offered my hands a spoons,
knees as tongs,
breasts as the chafing
dish to keep us warm.
I offered my navel
as a brandy snifter.

Dominant Domain
"he was on his knees before her, her stomach fully exposed, he wanted to cean her navel with his tongue, but he dared not"
"I licked every rivulet of sweat off her well toned stomach as it cascaded down to her navel"

Dominant Mystique, Mistress Raven