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Laying my head
Laying my head
upon her breasts----
ah
it is heaven.
We will sleep under
the old oak tree
on those lazy days.
My love,
she will deliver her kisses
in silver
and her lips
taste like chocolate.
upon her breasts----
ah
it is heaven.
We will sleep under
the old oak tree
on those lazy days.
My love,
she will deliver her kisses
in silver
and her lips
taste like chocolate.
Published 26th Feb 2014
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