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Her shades by candle light

 Flicker set, upon her milk white form  
diaphanous her curves  
stanchion of passions rise  
embraced, in privacy of bliss  

Consuming all, with abandoned cries  
the crescendo, played, emotions harps  
 willing strings to tease  
ejaculation's fireworks of night  
The Orient Express in opulence,  
journey till its brought to rest
Written by slipalong
Published | Edited 16th Jul 2021
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