I embrace into
my night bleeding's,
  I stir up from
my day feelings,
Thinking of you;
My sensitivity
Were full of enthusiasm
My ******* were upright
As if waiting
For the gentleness of
Your lips
How I want you
To kiss my *******
I woke up
this morning,
Thinking of you;
Still wet from the dream
I had about you
Last night
Still humid with passion
Wanting your mouth
To ******* lips !
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI