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MY POLISH QUEEN

She smile at me and my good looks appear

Her teeth beautifully arrange in the same bright and white of eyes

She make her curvy walk on the street, and her untainted pensiveness transform the place to the street of gold

Her steps signal an aura of confidence which diffuse as a scent of a moving angel

Her smiles air out a soul connect of delirious desire

The earth and heavens are in awe of her empirical reality

Her aura of beauty illuminate the entire masculine cycle

Who is that man that passes by without exhilarating and distracted by this unusual earthly Aphrodite

Yet she bends only into my ceiling and my little slipped into her yields a melodic moan

Oh I can hear—–the earth so exclaim!

Yes! They can hear me say—–she is my polish queen

The earth stood still and glanced at how I fix my hands to hers,

As we both exhale alluring romance

The flowers sing and dance, oozing their scent, giving her many ovations at a smear of her lion

The wind blows bending tall trees to smile at her

Her beauty covers the earth and love rain plentifully

Her gentle soul soften the sun not to be cruel on earthly creatures

I can hear the birds tweet my name to her

Yes! She is my polish queen…

The birds sing to accord her walk into my arms

Oh! The heavens declare that she is a desire of every man, but her heart beat for one

Yet my thigh wriggles to her and my sweat plant a seed in her

Yes! I can hear her say ……..I’m your polish queen

Alas! The earth prostrate, the heavens triumph,

As I declare ——-she is my polish queen.



                                   for lovers all over the world

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 5/19/2016 2:50:00 PM
awesome poem....love SKAT---+
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Date: 1/17/2016 4:48:00 PM
i love this
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