Come Young Pirates, Probing Lips Moving Dangerously Near, Part X X V Comments
Rating: ★5.0
No warmth against my lips will ever press Though plagued by dreams disturbing evening rest Whose peasant heart may hope to win my hand Weak pesky waves that titillate the sand.
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A lovely epic. The queens maybe her last if not careful