Dark skin like a summer shade,
dressed as he took me on a date.
A Rose's trait is pretty rare.
Blossoming if nursed with great care. 
His Hair, a work of art only I could impair.
He guides me through this foam floor
Feeling his hands down to my core, 
my love galore caused a sudden uproar. 

You shine like the lights in december
Autumn, please take us back to september,
falling leaves i...

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An orange moon gets me wilding out. 

It makes me reminisce.

About the warm sensual nights we used to spend together.

Not sensual in a physique type of way. 

But sensual in a 'thanks for sharing your deepest secrets type of way'. 

The candle light shining on your right sheek left me wondering.

If the red glowy side represented a colour that was well know by mankind, were the patte...

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