All in amazing bed kissing
in the dizzy heat of happy
energetic motion.
Dark precious thoughts
alive.
Dark awesome waves of a sad summer,
the sweet words before.
Dark bedroom and a happy girl,
(and she’s) bright like the sky was before.
Memory of the moon,
In her bed kissing-
Taste-
Energetic motion.
The bright feeling.
The gorgeous mind.
All in amazing bed kissing
in the dizzy heat of happy
energetic motion.
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Huh? Was that your Aphrodite? Or someone else, you Casanova? ? Don't tell me this time, though. Keep hunting. Cheers. Subroto