can you
backhoe yourself

are you that skilled

you are beautiful
here
in
the
dark


my lesson to myself
listen what they sayd
she dreams
she dreams
its
an
other
poem song

her voice carried me
here
i
am


flying with her notes
she tests me
to
taste her

my lips are free
they do to her
as
she
pleased


we are
hers

dreaming
of
your kiss
excuse me miss
?













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