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burning sun

in open fields and in the cooler shade
we were sleeping under a sycamore
where wide-mouthed roses were smiling
where the busy murmur of bats were glowing

where our youth was soon to take wings and fly
we were holding quiet conversations with an early moon
he looked into my shining eyes,
n said � Pleasing you is my ultimate aim in life��
he started caressing my orange-like branches

he started massaging my fleshy boobs voluptuously
he started kissing my crowning point of pussy with the heat of his tongue
i was feeling like i was in a new world of spice, chils and wetness.
i was enjoying spicy slice of the life

my eyes were begging for more
my hunger was whispering in his ear
his dry dick was started indulge in the labyrinth of my mouth
we had started the honest dance of achieving orgasm

the night began to pass and within moments
the blazing sun rose in the sky
a familiar feeling of warmth came over me
the moon looked at the sun and humbly emaciated
i felt the light and �I began to feel a subtle pain

i pleaded to that arrogant Sun�
Ohhh Sun!!! �like the beautiful moon of the sky
there is a moon in my arms too
which is very dear to me
which came to fill wetness and coolness
in my dry sky...

why were you in such a hurry
to color this earth saffron?
Sun replied� i was not in the fast lane,
time watching in a hurry...
i also wanted to kiss the wings of butterflies
wanted to bathe sand in my shadow
wanted to fill my semen to the bare land...