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Old Poetry
Current mood:
intense
DEVOUR give me your soulfeel my hands wrap around it as they wrap around you show me the truest of this formravaging you as if I haven't quenched the thirst in moonssoaking up, breathing in all of your essence perilously sampling every inch of your bodytaking in what innocence you have leftmind fogged with temptation eyes filled with an amorous gazefeel them rage with desirecraving to satiate such a starvationto take such a spirit and weave it with my tainted one creating such a devil would be marvelous what endeavors would such a side bring would you let me try things? the unspeakable give me such a pure being and allow me to make you shrill in ecstasyeager every time your stares flow down and remain on my lips permit me to devour every inch of your kisserslipping my tongue into them after gently licking the entrance permissively.I will have my way with you.
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poetry, love, sex, passion
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