Clichés

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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 03/18/2021
Created 05/24/2013
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demure101
demure101
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I know what lack of love may do,
How angst and sadness will accrue
And joy and laughter die on cue
    And leave you torn apart –
When eyes are bolts thrown from the blue
Fond hopes are killed and you will rue
You met me – oh, I know it’s true;
   I won’t play with your heart.
Take off my dress to reach the dew
Between my thighs so you can brew
Hot passion while I fondle you –
   Please – hug me for a start!

demure101
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tazz317tazz317over 6 years ago
THE START OF FOREPLAY HUGS AND KISSES

ending with Hits and Mrs, TK U MLJ LV NV

sanishensanishenover 6 years ago
Super Verses

I love all of them

DawnJDawnJalmost 11 years ago
Mmmmm!

Wicked! LOL!

theognistheognisalmost 11 years ago
*****

With a wry smile, a five.

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