A Glass of Wine
A glass of wine
Few ice pieces are here for cool
But my blood excites full.
I try to swipe my lips in glass of wine per second twice.
Where no cool ices
Color of wine is looks bright.
my blood and nerves are tight.
A glass of wine is now swallowed
Where is cooled ice?
But my excitement makes twice.
One time for your body and other is for brevity of sex.
saroj khan [sakha]
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Copyright © Sarojkumar Khan | Year Posted 2016
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