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May 22
Roes of beauty packed in frame
A sizzling body that makes insane
Ways so ****, I barely wade
Hey, I stay, but never bade

Waist to hold, a pose to wear
Your gentle ******* cushions my chest
When I lean, your lips lay bare
Inviting me to mate me there

The wine is brewed, very satisfying
With gaze in eyes that glow ablaze
Oh, how I love her, don't you say
Hope I get, a chance to taste

Nigh and high, Victory voice's calls
It soothes so well, I feel the love
When she's not there, it makes me bored
So wrestle I, till she rests on me
Victory may be a person or someone you greatly cherish
Written by
Prosper Yole
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   Jimmy silker
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