One constantly thinks of lover,
In the breath she takes,
In the exhale that proceeds,
While mingling with flowers, grass, and toad.
Impishly, as though to whisper,
His name tickles her ear,
Begin the spasms to her inner sphere.
Yes! Unsullied Comrade!
Let her feed you sweet fruits,
Nestle your head near her *******
Give her expert love with tickle of kiss!
She may be confined to impudent human,
But 'tis evidently true,
That she effortlessly does care,
And care especially for you.
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 10:43 PM UTC
One constantly thinks of lover,
In the breath she takes,
In the exhale that proceeds,
While mingling with flowers, grass, and toad.
Impishly, as though to whisper,
His name tickles her ear,
Begin the spasms to her inner sphere.
Yes! Unsullied Comrade!
Let her feed you sweet fruits,
Nestle your head near her *******
Give her expert love with tickle of kiss!
She may be confined to impudent human,
But 'tis evidently true,
That she effortlessly does care,
And care especially for you.
