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Your sword covers my sheath
yours are open
mine tulips
one totally hidden
yours skin moving about
mine quivering no doubt
you enter
I open
you oscillate
I try to squeeze
you want to freeze
your dew drops
like warm rain
my dew drops cool
no stain
both drops combine
yours and mine
my big one
yours a single
out of a billion
they knit
entwine ...they say genes
and
creepers originate
like those of wine
an angel ensues
we say
the cumming of divine
your ejaculate surpasses mine
an orgasm
of human mind
we both cooperate
to produce mankind!
Let's compare
Your sword covers my sheath
yours are open
mine tulips
one totally hidden
yours skin moving about
mine quivering no doubt
you enter
I open
you oscillate
I try to squeeze
you want to freeze
your dew drops
like warm rain
my dew drops cool
no stain
both drops combine
yours and mine
my big one
yours a single
out of a billion
they knit
entwine ...they say genes
and
creepers originate
like those of wine
an angel ensues
we say
the cumming of divine
your ejaculate surpasses mine
an orgasm
of human mind
we both cooperate
to produce mankind!
Published 13th Mar 2014
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13th Mar 2014 3:09pm
13th Mar 2014 4:44pm
thank u rose
u r blue
and a red rose
should have been instead
red is best
you are of a different hue
i like the nicety
that comes out of blue.
from a rose like you uuuuu
u r blue
and a red rose
should have been instead
red is best
you are of a different hue
i like the nicety
that comes out of blue.
from a rose like you uuuuu
14th Mar 2014 5:27am
What a hot and erotic way to produce mankind!
This is my kind of poem and I enjoyed the read very much!!! :) ♡♡♡
This is my kind of poem and I enjoyed the read very much!!! :) ♡♡♡
14th Mar 2014 5:46am
unless the pot is hot no handle can ever handle a sexy plot forget it not that sex we all have got more often than not when we all are steaming hot and the handle barges in and twirls around as the gals swirl around and around then the iron blasted hot burns the inner corns and out cums sweetness from my one alone to merge with the coolness that resides within a woman's home then the next months wait of nine prove fine and a child she bets of mine
this is the ordained plan of divine
this is the ordained plan of divine
