I am not with me now
Your beauty has kept me charmed
Waiting to feel your bosoms
I like to get bruised and deeply harmed
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your poem speaks of visual exoticity in a world seeking real ecstasy and your poetry is electric.. at best adultish
I am born to live in you To sip honey from your fleshy pot Let your moans rise high With your tight veins you are getting hot.. deep feeling. It is a beautiful poem on love and passion with nice articulation. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Sir for giving your valuable time to my poetry. Regards.