Save me
Black-white
Moon reflects in water
She enters
Makes some waves
Silk dress, waves are soft
Body’s curves
Make more waves
And the eyes are magic
But carpet and fly
Curve to curve
Butt, nipples
And to neck and her hair
What a net
Its killer
I’m fly, mosquito
And she is spider
In picture; Internet’s
Save me God!
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