Naked Soul

The way he spoke, The aroma around unhooked my soul. It was just his twinkle, That made me unclad glimmering. All what was agony, Was now solace. His breathe, Was fingering my skin. Subleasing my musing, Rolling with his glimpse. Being undraped was obliging, Making my impression alluring. He was nothing sort of magic, Making […]

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