seduction and desire that are your lips of the spring of fresh fruit

seduction and desire that are your lips of the spring of fresh fruit

the magic of your eyes, the eroticism, and the heat that make my heart burn

you are so beautiful that on your body I want to write love poems

yes, reviewing with my tongue the prose and rhymes

I want to kiss your lips, nomadic and without direction

wild discovering the secrets, going up the mountains, discovering the forests

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