Arg!!…that lips on honey,
that chocacrisp when i see you
How can one not fall in love, with your kitty hams
your booty bumps, your feedy breast.

how not get that candy?

should i steal it…should i mate it.
should we care eachother daily?
should i start another silly conversation?

should i dream, that this tale wasnt finish..
that we fated, by ancestors and the pledges

that a star shine at the hour of our meeting

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