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Hot Sun

Poem By svetlana savrasova

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

User Rating: 4,8 / 5 ( 3 votes ) 1

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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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