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Gypsy Moth
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The fluttering of powdered gypsy wings
Is what a sleeping lover dreams about.
While lying still to listen as moth sings,
To feel her loving touches acted out.
To cast off cares & woes this peaceful stay,
The fluttering of powdered gypsy wings.
To fill lungs sweetest breath to pass the day,
The carefree of a heart is what she brings.
Alights each rise of air like plucking strings,
To sigh as tender dance upon sex plays.
The fluttering of powdered gypsy wings
Will let her pearl & kiss a body’s maze.
And soon a lover’s heat becomes a moan,
Till sound of mounting groans begin to ring.
A sudden shower falls before she’s flown,
The fluttering of powdered gypsy wings.
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