Bobo BeesLover


Belinda

Your beautiful, wonderful, mischievous face
With those come-to-bed eyes, yet an innocent grace
That enchants me, ensnares me, enkindles my love
Until helpless I cry out to Hymen above
To witness the joy of our blessed release
As our animal passion subsides into peace
And entangled, exhausted, we settle to lay
In the garden of dreams where Hypnos holds sway
Oh to slumber then waken and each morning see

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