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A Lover of Lovers is a woman’s dream
A gentle offering, a playful tease And a man’s fantasy Her way is easy Like morning loves sunshine But just like darkness She is always falling For she is instinct The instinct to give Giving herself Herself to her loves |
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thank u s1ow that was beautiful. and the other one u sent me too. thank u.
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That's nice Bro,
michael |
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Awwe the words that sounds like
music to ones ears. Awesome ![]() ![]() |
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a poem is a lingering kiss,
the special ones are, memorable ![]() |
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beautiful poem s1owhand
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such sensitivity
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Wonderful (((Harold)))
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That was a beautiful write
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a poem is a lingering kiss, the special ones are, memorable ![]() kissed by the lips of cherry wine the memory of a poet caressed devine {{{{H}}}} |
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a poem is a lingering kiss, the special ones are, memorable ![]() Yep. ![]() ![]() |
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