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A Tease, Lost

Come closer honey! Unfasten my bra.
Make the valleys seen by your hungry eyes.

Come! Abreast with me. See my tongs.
Warm those mounds with your ferocious poles.

Wet those rosy petals, waiting for you.
Tickle those butterfly wings, starving too.

Go on and on………..
Until in paradise we are lost!

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