your lips still torture me Bea.
like bEautiful rose petals
slowly geNtly
opEning my innocence
i wanteD so much to take you
ravage you.
keep you In my arms.
and never let you go.
be mine.
forever
and ever.
i desire you bea
those alabaster cheeks and
porcelain face
my princess
from the land of the rising sun
torture me again
with those soft Kisses
Tiny drops of heaven
make me forget who i am
what i came here to do
make me forget my promise
so that i may remember once more
what it feels
to walk barefoot
to walk naked
without surrender
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