Oh My Love
Questing over my litting ham
Tasting the sweet deep cold thunders
Still can I give my body's juices
In pure love
When many fly without a thought
While the tears rive my taunted cheeks
I know a salty and selfless love
No man has ever bought
Nor can ever earn...
Copyright © Connie Moraba | Year Posted 2015
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