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Apr 2015
A weathered stone across the ancient waters
Encapsulates my movement of the ages
Upon your pristine alabaster coveted
Flesh with each node of desired
Want stimulated with fired
Hearts pumping lust
Of hormones to
Tell me you
Want to
Have
Me.

Right now.
Cellar D'or
Written by
Cellar D'or
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