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Mind maybe, body canít

Many moons has passed since seeing the beauty she commands
sardined between others
desiring to have her in hands

Smile that melts troubles
visualizing moans and sighs
everyday the sweet joy
warmth within heavenly thighs

Virus leaves me in a state
lusty much than is fair
brain overruled by body
naughty thoughts I dare not share

On one hand not trying a crime
the worse response a ďnoĒ
find a happy medium
to erotica with her I want to go
JAZZMANOR
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