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I need sex
So horny... i can't deny the throbbing swell that I feel..
Within the bleeding warmth of my anatomy. .
I don't mind, I'm not ashamed.
I need a loving thrust to heal this kind of pain...
I need it so bad, just squeeze my skin..
Lick your lips and firmly grab on my hips..
I'm so sexually frustrated I can't even finish this poem.. and yes I'm on my period. bye
You are a prepossessing youth
You are a prepossessing youth with wisdom that is far beyond her chronilogical age. This poem is wiccan, shamanic, eclectic and “in that time” written by a very special, solitary witch. No doubt. Unfortunately it will be misunderstood by many who read, or interpret it outside the sacred circles protecting the ritual right of “any woman’s” freedom of self-expression. I regret the magenta flow of such intense, alluring and incredibly devoted emotions cannot be grasped without seeing you as some type of sex object, (witch you are not) or by some who wish to add in their own perversions. I hope someday you finish this piece, and I wish it is truly understood for the feminine beauty it truly conveys.
sex
we all love sex you look pretty and sexy you want to meet at dunkindonuts boston
don't we all
don't we all
Such wanting moistness on thy
Such wanting moistness on thy lips
Could bring some hot relationships,
May your passion not dwindle or become abated
When satisfaction arrives, hope you're not too frustrated.
...haha!!!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Wow that's all I can say. Wow
Wow that's all I can say. Wow