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Beloved, can you undress?
Beloved, can you undress?
Our stars seem to be cooled, you love,
See the hesperus flaunts on the grey sky,
Gossips of moonbeams touching our skin,
Resurrecting damp reefs to collide
with incoming tide.
Flung me on the bed of silvery sand
and be on top of me,
Pinned my arms above my head when
emotions flare as sea,
Make grip on my wrist too tight as
lovers meet after long time,
If heart pounds against the ribcage,
Loom me in flagrant sheen of love,
If nerves start ebbing restraint the jolt
And fill the sweet of zephyrus breath around.
Radiate the autistic amorous of yours
When suing equip this heart from sweltering fire.
Beloved, can you undress?
To yourself and me from this ugly woldly
things,
And enrobe with jubilant beam of divinity
tonight....
Console me in your sugary kisses
as moonlight do to the crawling sea,
Claps me in your crammed passion
As fidgeting waves do to this beach,
Love me with your overloaded lust
The hunger of my heart crave fo it,
My parched skin obsessed to your touch,
the humble touch damp in elixir.
Our stars seem to be cooled, you love,
See the hesperus flaunts on the grey sky,
Gossips of moonbeams touching our skin,
Resurrecting damp reefs to collide
with incoming tide.
Flung me on the bed of silvery sand
and be on top of me,
Pinned my arms above my head when
emotions flare as sea,
Make grip on my wrist too tight as
lovers meet after long time,
If heart pounds against the ribcage,
Loom me in flagrant sheen of love,
If nerves start ebbing restraint the jolt
And fill the sweet of zephyrus breath around.
Radiate the autistic amorous of yours
When suing equip this heart from sweltering fire.
Beloved, can you undress?
To yourself and me from this ugly woldly
things,
And enrobe with jubilant beam of divinity
tonight....
Console me in your sugary kisses
as moonlight do to the crawling sea,
Claps me in your crammed passion
As fidgeting waves do to this beach,
Love me with your overloaded lust
The hunger of my heart crave fo it,
My parched skin obsessed to your touch,
the humble touch damp in elixir.
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