You Are The Tap Of Fire ~ Poem by Malaya Roses

I know I want you
For real
You are my kisses
From now till the end
Roma or Parisian
You are my chocolate
Taste of heaven.
I want you
Every tap are fire
And you never know
I want more you
At the Durban land to Marrakesh
Veil over bare naked
From Durban to Sana’a
I mold your fire
Glaring passion
I want you
I carve you name
Your heart blazes me to the peak
Dance of the lover
From Zurich to Sicily
You are my sexy darling
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I know
I want you
From Kuala Lumpur to Strasbourg
I hit many planes of passion
And for you
With Prada or Ferragamo
I kept the loser in coffin of regret
And after Smirnoff
12 years of Chivas
I shall keep the AMG shine! ! ! !

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