She’s brewing like rich wine
the older she gets
her each added faceline
my eyes satiates.
She’s huing like violets
purpling is her soul
tho older she gets
she's never too ole.
She’s frothing like nectar
honeying in core
feels endless this affair
I’m loving her more.
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 8:37 AM UTC
She’s brewing like rich wine
the older she gets
her each added faceline
my eyes satiates.
She’s huing like violets
purpling is her soul
tho older she gets
she's never too ole.
She’s frothing like nectar
honeying in core
feels endless this affair
I’m loving her more.
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