Simple Rose
Simple Rose beneath her feet
No mature life, full of delicacies
Treasures the insatiable being of mastery
An adventure no longer makes lust weary
The time of Renaissance, Enlightenment, and Romances
She wanted her life to breathe
So each time she comes to lie down with me
There's feelings of ancient sensuality
So Simple Rose, take me off my feet
And kiss me with thriving myths
Like a sex and love goddess
And queens with dilution and prowess
I'm deeply revered by your many confusions for illusions.
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