Purrfect
Such purrfect beauty in female form
I bet her skin is soft and warm
I'd place her hands inside of mine
And guide them on the neck so fine
Then gently we would start to play
A lively piece, a French bourrée
We'd sip red wine, we'd start to dance
And dream of frolicking in France
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2022
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