A Bouquet Made Of My Veins
Will Bedeck you.
Flowerets Of My Sexual Lusts
Will Embellish Your Hair.
Orioles Of My Orgasmic Whisperings
Will Fill Nectar In Your Ears.
My Unquenchable Lips
Will Bath In Your HolyStreams.
Pros And Corns Of My Man
Lyre A Melody In You.
Lullabies Of My Passionate Soul
Will Fill Your Flesh.
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