I want to feel you in me
Over the bed; at one pillow
Our hand glued in insane
And your rabid hand at my hollow.
I want to teach a lesson
A manner, with a splendid way
You may be informal on your provoke
And full with your frank verve.
I want to rambled my hand
On your whole form; specially on chest
I shall show you my virtue
You will be forced to do your best.
I don't want to describe this time;
I want to stipulate your drifting lime.
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