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Dec 2018
the space cake
are various planet
doom

a beach *** make
a bon vive..exclamation
lily looms

bang lassie milk shake
long
sun down..pankakes..

kerela grass
in her eyes
brine..

lick the salt
from her skin
her succulent

sun kissed
covering
big nosed

french woman
i  smell her skin
and the cops arrive

we managed to
get dressed
hide our hash

they were good
averted their eyes
she was so composed

i was in a disgusting
state
needless to say

a combination of
fenni
and great nepalese..

and white sand
and palm
and sweet moon

when i was young
i said my father
is with the embassy


they went away
we fell down
and ******

it was better
that time
donΒ΄t know why..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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