"warm Peaches"
Your kisses my love are like a warm peach..
Your lips my sweet are so soft to the touch..
A summer day under a tree to look up to a fruit
I will soon reach..
The first bite , the first taste.. Raise my sugar level
to a wonderful place..
A warm July night sharing our time, a lovely scent
that I know is mine..
The touch of your hands, the caress of your face..
The velvet feel sends my insides to race..
So many fruits I can campare you too..
But a warm peach my love is best compared to you..
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