Poetry is a dark horse that suddenly ignites

Yellow surrounded with beautiful blue
Like gold trapped inside shining pearls
Do you mind me sitting next to you?
You have godlike eyes unlike other girls

Please tell an endless story
And silence all other noice
Never will i get enough
Of that sweet angel's voice

Meet me at the train
When we shall meet again
But this time the rails
Won't have an end

Slowly, first he took down the skirt,
Then tenderly came the blouse,
He grasped the bra and pulled it out,
Finally, it was the underpants.
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Don't be naughty,
He took them from the clothesline.
28/4/2019