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The Soft Scent Of A Primrose
He laid me upon a bed of roses
Tenderly sniffing the essence of my odorous sweeten fragrance
His fingers gently caressing the silken wonders of my existence
Pollinated the ambrosia of my pinkish nectar
Blooming within the soft folds of my moisten petals with his watering hose
In the Garden of midnight paradise as I lay bare unto his affectionate care
He planted his seeds deep in the fertile soil of my lineage
Bathing my surroundings in the cloak of midnight as I rested under his royal care
Unto the rise of the sun
The scent of such a delicate offering bidding under his nostrils drews him to me
Once again embracing the stem of my sultry primrose
The aphrodisiac of my scent he wears all over his fingers
Inhaling me on the summer breeze in the absence of misting me
Tenderly sniffing the essence of my odorous sweeten fragrance
His fingers gently caressing the silken wonders of my existence
Pollinated the ambrosia of my pinkish nectar
Blooming within the soft folds of my moisten petals with his watering hose
In the Garden of midnight paradise as I lay bare unto his affectionate care
He planted his seeds deep in the fertile soil of my lineage
Bathing my surroundings in the cloak of midnight as I rested under his royal care
Unto the rise of the sun
The scent of such a delicate offering bidding under his nostrils drews him to me
Once again embracing the stem of my sultry primrose
The aphrodisiac of my scent he wears all over his fingers
Inhaling me on the summer breeze in the absence of misting me
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