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Aug 2017
There's the flower blossoming
And there's my sweetheart
All my life I wished more luck
Never anticipated such fortune
With the sweetest bite on her lips
Is the **** taking me places?
Or is she proficient at this?
Too much light through my eyes
I close my eyes and see light red
The heat you carry for me
Transfer the magic, teach me
Softness, lightness and fragrance
All together, more than a zinnia
In a lavender garden, ecstatic glow
With warm feathers, ready to fly
A yellow warbler, the soft cheeks
In the deepest of my soul, it rolls
The image of an unseen beauty
It's the beauty that is holding us, the beauty of her heart and her skin.
Mane Omsy
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Mane Omsy  25/M/Dubai
(25/M/Dubai)   
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   Kalesh Kurup and Maud Higgins
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