sweetly weep'd

.

              deep
                in
        hern breathe
   az up from her hips
   my calloused dukes
               slid

       'long her sides
                up
           my slides

    her pretty respired
              softly

           her little 
 winsomely wept whilst 
           her toes 
         hern lifted




*yeah I know y'all 'bout weep'd (wept)
  I know y'all know mine verbose...
..le poete fait un clin d'oeil  ')
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