svetlana savrasova

Hot Sun

hot sun
wet cloud
pink rose
u think
im sexually aroused
but
i am
just like that
always

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 19, 2008

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  • Petru Floria (8/29/2008 6:13:00 AM)

    Madame, it makes you a pearl of female jewelry box. You make me so hard to believe that women like you exist and maybe walking around in a crowd undiscovered. Great hope for a any Man.

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