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A poem from him

Creamy from head to toes,
she looks like vanilla, smells
like sweet sarsaparilla , she's
a map of intrigue that I need
to explore, finding myself
in her bones, allowing her to
find herself in my skin, she
surrenders to me with alluring
eyes, my thirst for her is endless
I ache for her comfortable heart
Written by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)
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