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It pleasures me That she reads me Inside her serenity Parked on our bench of antiquities I, whom gazes over there at her, Later in the dusk of candlelight Shall remove her pink dress Tiss then I shall see she derives her pleasures As I read her
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Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 9:38 AM UTC
Pleasures of Reading
It pleasures me That she reads me Inside her serenity Parked on our bench of antiquities I, whom gazes over there at her, Later in the dusk of candlelight Shall remove her pink dress Tiss then I shall see she derives her pleasures As I read her
#love#romance#romantic#reading#pleasure
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Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 9:38 AM UTC
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