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Nov 2014
Harmonies flowing from her voice..
Melodies as if it's the sound of an instrumental...
Her amazing sounds flowing into my mental..
As if we were playing to the chords of a piano..
I slowly hit her keys that makes her hit ******...
Our bodies wetly splashing at an overly dramatic capacity...
Our ranging body motions help her change her noise sounds as if she's a Camelot..
The love we create with tuned vibrations at higher frequencies..
Heart beating in motion rapidly..
The key to her love as she screams on key so beautifully and passionately.
I see why I fell for her...
Well I hope she doesn't let me go, I have a loving habit to cling..
I'll give her my all as if I'm Jimi Hendrix on guitar strings..
Tee Gypsy
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Tee Gypsy  Tallahasseee, Fl
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