You And Me. Poem by Dezerth Lerexia

You And Me.



When I look at you,
butterflys fly high.
When I hold your hand,
I can feel our strong bond.
When I kiss your lips,
I put your hands around my hips.
And when we make love, it's like a butterfly close bond that cant let go as high as it flys like the kiss from lips to my thighs.

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