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Sweetness, foams...you...
I think of you...
(What a lovely view...)
My private white sea...
You and me...
My shower...
Our shower...
Hours fly...
We are up in the sky...
I close my eyes
To see your hair...
You take me there...
I dream, i hear, i see...
Here is where you should be...
Here is where my desire and lust
Start and blossom in my delicate heart
ღ * ღ Lenita T.F ღ *
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