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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Both of us vacationed at the same resort. Had rum vis-a-vis. Mediocre story. One night you offered me and friend to escort To music bar du jour. I won't be sorry. We met when for both of us life was stable. I was enchanted with velvet barytone. Both me and you, we were so available, Moreover, I was ready for engagement*. We dined with wine and flamboyant cordon bleu. From then on I realized we were en suite. After long walk on the beach we sat down nu In the crashing waves. You tasted too damn sweet. I shivered, you gave me embace and your shirt. In your oceanview suite we showered tête-à-tête. You're too good to be true, first to make me squirt. Tried to leave few times, though due to etiquette. We made love so passionately À la française I let it go and I granted you carte blanche I started dreaming we'd see Canal of Suez While unconsciously expecting new life's punch. With first rays of sun my eye sees your body To me it is simply pure chef-d'oeuvre Together with your mind you do embody Ideal. I'd exhibit you in Louvre. Our tender sweet morning sex was Art Nouveau: So pure, vibrant, new, delish, refreshing, chic. While evening sex I'd classify Art Deco It decorates my memoirs with awesome lick. It is time for breakfast of toasts, cafe au lait. Sex and two fried eggs would get us through the day. We converse. Turns out we like Cirque du Soleil I prayed to God that we meet again in May. Right After breakfast we head down to the beach. To swim, play in the waves, sun bathe and cuddle. Your bum is as soft as golden autumn's peach I find myself tangled in email bubble. We lay back and look afar into the sea At art of love and passion I'm débutante, My head is left with short glimpses potpourri. We are planning dining at a restaurant. Before getting ready we both go upstairs We love each other tender with so much might. How will I live after tonight? Oh who cares! The moment is free of indecision, fright. * French pronounce
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