The poetry of your lips, Dear
enchanted me,
totally
and I was ready to leave,
not you, my Dear
but myself.
The romance of your hips, Dear
seduced me
faithfully,
and I was already
not myself, my Dear
but with you.
enchanted me,
totally
and I was ready to leave,
not you, my Dear
but myself.
The romance of your hips, Dear
seduced me
faithfully,
and I was already
not myself, my Dear
but with you.
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