Desire sometimes is a liar
#metoo craving a body
just for a sexual study
gain experience like collecting flowers
having fun only for hours
But searching for love
that will reach until life´s end
you´ll never find by desire you spent
only real love can take you there
where your heart beats
and love is only to share
All your true love without expectations
all your longings and no frustrations
all your deepest desires free from great yearning
as a liar a sumptuousness of flowers and diversity
an exotic voice of desired reality
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© Floy Dy Ra,03.04.2018
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