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They're never indigenous--
Ingenuity and genius,
Neither fortune
--
To anyone.
Snuggled we as chicks by each other,
Frame bare later mounted frame ****,
Drawing love by intertwinning together
Our hoods to be in an ecstatic mood--
This exhaled breath scented like jasmine,
That inhaled it as his oxygen divine;--
And she bade me with the luscious stream
Of her curvaceous and succulent body
To be swimming gently along with its rhythm,
As we two our passion into one entity
Rolled. Anon our cold gave way to heat--
Sweating: now staring for the other's feat.
That fella to seemingly false gods
Giveth his entire devotion, worshipping
Carved and graven images and idols
Instead of the Lord Almighty in heaven.
Even the witches in their chosen coven
And Satan himself are to God bowing.
Idolatry filleth God's heart with sorrow
Like adultery bringeth to a home woe.
The flames of love at first,
Methinks,
Is the fiercest.
Strutting like a lion as though i had
In my cent-packed wallet a million
Toward the belle enchanting. I, a chap
Plucky from my teens, have learnt dominion
Over cheeky fear and cowardice
By tutoring myself at least thrice
Fold in uttering plain convincing speech
Betimes to she who my eye and heart
Will lure by her graces, a maiden that
Her goodness doth to my soul preach.
Though confidence may win me a popsy
Fair; yet it can't fill her empty belly.
The memory of our life
Doth linger,
But not forever.
Beautiful living clay,
Praise owest thou thy Potter
Every day.
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