when I think of you the warm scent of your raspberry skins

when I think of you the warm scent of your raspberry skin

it makes me perverse and I want to write my name in the sand

in the romantic sand like the two beautiful hills

that my fingers run through when they are on your body

when I think of you I want to touch you like a delicate flower

with a free love that my tongue savors

you are luxuriant, beautiful princess, and your look of love



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