Like white roses in a mystic garden.
Love grows, innocent, pure, and simple.
Virgin hearts evergreen, beat in unison.
The ascension of love, a honeysuckle.
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On this beautiful spring morning.
Shooting pains, pierce! Her body.
Convulsive spasms, so nauseating.
Intermixtures of agony and ecstasy.
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Sculptured in the image of Venus.
Body unblemished, smoother than station.
Elegant form, so graceful and gorgeous.
Radiating a brilliance that's enchanting.
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Roses Of Love
Like white roses in a mystic garden.
Love grows, innocent, pure, and simple.
Virgin hearts evergreen, beat in unison.
The ascension of love, a honeysuckle.
Subservient like the wings of a dove
Unvarnished tale of fidelity, roses of love.
Like pink roses in a mystic garden.
Love blossoms and blooms in splendor.
The power of love; conquers those smitten.
The birds, the bees, and butterflies hover.
Engaging, charming, captivating tokens of love.
Unvarnished tale of fidelity, roses of love.
Like red roses in a mystic garden.
Flames of love, enrapture precious darlings.
Embraced in a lover's knot of fiery passion.
Copulation in the temple of Hymen; is enchanting.
Cupid, Eros, and Venus, celebrate from above.
Unvarnished tale of fidelity, roses of love.
The man who inspired me to write....Rest In Peace, Uncle Bucky.