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Nov 2020
My temperature has risen beyond my control
The interlude I can’t hold
It’s that deep feeling I feel
The contractions are for real
Total romance in pump
My emotions are accelerating on jump
My engine has all the connections
Do you feel my perceptions?
Love I am looking for beyond
Eye to eye on upon
You are the chosen one
I want to be held
Let while become wild
Work me that the TV dial
It’s called essence style
Let the mixtures of moist and sweat come together
I roam the streets looking for elegance and essence in the woman to be close
Kiss me hard
Leave your trail being my love
I am truly satisfied
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
(New York City)   
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   Imran Islam
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