niTe?
do stars hang from you nimbly
dancing in breezes shook the
apple heavy bent boughs of
laughing gargantuan trees
nite you are first me
and secondly
you are quivering with intense
feverish quips of ladies
so thick and exacting legs
are completely tumbled open
waxy perfect thighs
(you are skinny limped
skirts of light
about the hair of forests
you cavort with
lusty sighs
and you are so
indescribably still
even on balmy summer nights in the moment of an hour you are a park filled with me
and going about the beauty of your small adept
cheeks i do the terrifically kissing thing
and i love you
)
Sep 3, 2011
Sep 3, 2011 at 5:48 PM UTC
niTe?
do stars hang from you nimbly
dancing in breezes shook the
apple heavy bent boughs of
laughing gargantuan trees
nite you are first me
and secondly
you are quivering with intense
feverish quips of ladies
so thick and exacting legs
are completely tumbled open
waxy perfect thighs
(you are skinny limped
skirts of light
about the hair of forests
you cavort with
lusty sighs
and you are so
indescribably still
even on balmy summer nights in the moment of an hour you are a park filled with me
and going about the beauty of your small adept
cheeks i do the terrifically kissing thing
and i love you
)
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