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Music's Midsommer's Night Dream
…..you are my Midsommers Night dream
I bury my troubles deep within your
cotton soft slumbers, fervently licking your
fleur hidden deep
until your very soul begins to scream
always and forever, I will be your freak
hands firmly planted, warm and moist,
cheek to cheek
my face wet as your bittersweet love music
begins to seep
the rhythm of......
…..your recalcitrant hips, they rotate the earth
around the sun. Thus starts the earthquake
shaking the twain as one.....oh to drown deep inside
your
hot
wet
sex
.....oh how my lips burn (how strongly my desire yearns )
dog and butterfly ebb and flow
against the warm sands
my nocturnal flower
and I your backdoor man
press your derriere
against my lips and awaken me from my sleep
and I may once again stir thee from rest,
my beautiful raven-hair freak.....
…...in dreams
“ to thine arse, I plight my trough”
Published 16th Mar 2022
Author's Note
Girl: "You want a cookie?"
Guy: "naw, I'm more of a cake guy." 👅🍑💦
Guy: "naw, I'm more of a cake guy." 👅🍑💦
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