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На Монтенаполеоне недавно Покупал себе я гандоны, И встретил одну очень славную — Принцессу Куни в пионах. Сударыня, Вам в Кандолизиум, Давай в лепестки, не стесняйся, Изысканно гни изваяния, Язык тренируй, распускайся. 👉 Bloch-Bauer & Adele · 2020 · Signature Privée
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Aug 2, 2025
Aug 2, 2025 at 12:11 AM UTC
♠️ На Монтенаполеоне недавно
Dreams we dream of you and me. Dreams, a song we sing. You dreamed our cottage by the sea And a meal after a swim. I promise I’ll come home for tea. And a *** to cook it in. It has a lifetime guarantee And recipes for chicken. Dreams we dream of you and me Dreams a day of rest. Paradise a prophecy Two lovers manifest.
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Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 11:34 AM UTC
Happy Birthday Dream Girl.
cat eye make up after a break up on my bed she crawls in my back her claws I will pet your pussy-cat where to find me at? between her hidden fur who said only kittens purr?
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 10:06 PM UTC
meow
spent so many nights awake exploring the city at night it’s not the same as during the day Empire State Building is brighter and women spread their legs open wider perhaps, that’s the whole point of it the wider you spread, the wilder it gets city love is acrobatic do the slips but don’t be dramatic
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 10:05 PM UTC
city
her name was Brooklyn incoherent surprise I wanted cuddles, she wanted 69 then go ahead, let’s start the show a body on top of you is better than none hours later she said: honey before you go don’t forget to leave tips bellow
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 10:01 PM UTC
stripper
breathing in, breathing out trying to survive the mess about I let her lips devour me like a piece of cake as we screamed for goddness sake! in return, all she wanted from me was to let her in but since the beginning l made it clear when the sun shines It’s time for goodbyes not lullabies
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 9:56 PM UTC
lullabies⠀
little by little you’ll come to understand it takes more than a destination to call it fate almost missed my flight mistaking the gate thought I’d see you coming were you late? love could’ve been the first destination but you never came
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 9:54 PM UTC
take off
we were too fast to be absorbed by roots of thought for eye of truth to photosynthesize, like the flowerpot forgotten⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 9:50 PM UTC
flower
cascade falls of feelings when I think of her take action between my legs our lack of sanity was never the downfall of us as our love was meant to be hanging by a thread is it never going the be enough? she’d ask every time she gave me head
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 9:47 PM UTC
enough
as tears rolled down from the depths of your core the thought of us fulfilled the absence as afore our love is frozen in time your wettest dream will always be mine
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 9:37 PM UTC
drip
we take the same train everyday I don’t know your name nor where you come from what a joy is to see your face once more before we part ways again but the moment the train moves the rumble of my heart lead the way stead fast, the scenery of steeping in Front of emotion track after track winding and twisting with nothing to block the way the express route to desire your astonishing beauty Is my favorite stop love at first sight I wish I could've told you how I felt I wish I could've held your hands before alighting the train
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 3:12 PM UTC
michelle
destination unknown surrounded by people yet feeling alone what have I done? the world’s greatest game is when you miss the stop but you won’t feel the shame le petite mort on replay and for her bottom I was the perfect top who’s there to blame ? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 2:43 PM UTC
train station
Your heart will always beat, With or without my love. But only you could have shown me Where I can touch it. The fifth intercostal space, Beneath your ****** line. This sacred place under your breast, The apex of your beautiful heart. Now when I find my own, I can only think of you.
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Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 4:13 AM UTC
Apex
I am so full, Little laughs burst out of my mouth And skips hop from my feet Twinkles sparkle out of my eye And happy sighs I am so full Kisses escape my lips And loving words tumble out My lungs contain shouts Of excitement. I am so full I’m fat with love For you.
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 8:02 PM UTC
Love.
To lie down with you  in the peace and quiet To feel your soft touch and body near mine Pressed against me Your warmth and taste Your fragrance and pulse To hold you and be near you To feel whole and complete Next to another whole complete person. To have you want me and to want you too To save this touch and put aside my longing To hold you and pick you up with ease Lean into the here and now For the rest of the day And dwell into the eve.
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Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 1:16 PM UTC
Lay down.
Am I drunk? Or are, Oxytocin, dopamine Coursing through my brain?
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Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 10:15 AM UTC
Neurology haiku #4
If Love is only Some chemicals in my brain, This brings me comfort Proof that Love exists, Does not reduce its meaning, Just the opposite.
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Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 9:35 AM UTC
Neurology haiku #5 and #6
You are the sea. You are cruel. You are cold. And I love you.
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Jun 17, 2019
Jun 17, 2019 at 8:01 AM UTC
You are the sea.
I think about you when I see a barefoot rider. Or hear Fields of Barley or Is this Love. Lime cordial doesn't taste the same. And an egg is just an egg now. Crying Little Birdy, dappled light and swaying curtains Or alto voices that are lower than mine but just as bright. I think about you when I use a dishwasher stick That has the scourer with the detergent in it. When I sit over the crack in a couch. When it rains and it's cold. When I have cold feet. When I slip into cool sheets. I think about you when Father Ted is on. Imagine you in Paul Kelly songs. When I smell cut wood, sanded back. Or salt air. Or see grey hair and weathered loved houses. Or women in vests with lilac blouses. I think about you in the water, When I'm in the shower, or at the beach. When it rains and when I drink. In the blue and green and sometimes silver. Or when I'm smothered in an unrequited love That isn't yours.
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Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 12:55 AM UTC
And then you call.
2020 Vision. There’s no flying cars We’re not living under the sea Mars is still unsettled Mail is not sent by rockets But in 2020 all apples have faces now. Apes have not evolved to work for us Aliens have not made contact We still have ten toes We can not yet breathe under water But in 2020 we sing songs instead of talking There is still hunger There is still war We can’t yet teleport to a holiday destination Or read each other’s minds But in 2020 dorkiness got into the water supply. Hibernation became an art form Hermits live in communes Elle Kay and Veda were never strangers again.
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Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 12:22 PM UTC
2020 Vision
Christmas is here. Your absence is my present. How lucky I am To have the gift Of missing someone like you.
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Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 12:24 PM UTC
Christmas 2019
The quiet hum and midnight darkness Cool and contained you sit, sealed tight. Cool air on my face and there you are Illuminated in the blue fridge light I roll and turn you in my hands And hold your glass up to my cheek Vinegar stings my fingertips, But the brine is salty and the onions sweet I replace the lid and seal the jar I place you back with care Until my lips taste you again, I’ll remember you there.
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Jan 12, 2020
Jan 12, 2020 at 1:41 AM UTC
Onions #2
Take your time. I’m in no rush. I will show you that I am there When you need me. I’m always going to be responsive to you. If you come to me, I will always receive you. If you touch me, I will touch you back. If you kiss me all over my face, I will lean in to your mouth. If you tip my fingers, I will take your hand. Every time you call, I will answer. I will arrive each time prepared to be set free. To have you let me go, or set me adrift. I accept that this can happen. But until you send me away, I will always come to you and I’ll always be early. I’ll be here steadfast as a lighthouse in the ebb of your tide. Shining my light, until you come to me or pass me by. Whichever way you go, I’ll show you to safety Even if it’s to point you over the horizon. And I would carry you there if it made you happy. You know I would.
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Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 5:35 AM UTC
Ebb
Little by little your tiny hands And soft cheeks, you're so close to me Unravel into each other Remembering the every day magic Ernest and shy. Nervous and happy. And. Lovely alone time with you. At last a moment together You and a view, take me now. Kisses so soft and gentle Under the sun setting sky Nearly sixty thousand people cheered for us
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Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 10:08 AM UTC
Forever
When I told you I had looked up the time of the sunset and the point that was scored when everyone cheered.                        When we first kissed because I was sure                         It was at the same moment. You told me that You had searched medical record for the date and time Of the patient you saw                       When we met that first time.                       Because you needed to know.
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Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 10:09 AM UTC
Senti-mental.