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Jun 2016
Your kiss, like the newest rose
its scent filling my weary head
I dream of you
with the utmost passion
We tumble, entwined
our legs and love
the sweetness
of the midnight breeze
upon your lavished skin
I tremble at the thought
of losing your adoration
The fierce beating of my heart
to be held skillfully
in fragile hands
of the one most loved
through all of eternity
I beg of thee my beauty
forsake all others
and I shall shower you
with rose petal water
in the early morn
and drench you in
sinful passion in the night
Sir Jeffrey Langston III
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Sir Jeffrey Langston III  Camelot
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