Mating birdsWithout firm bedsMate is silenceFor your raw moans are violence…waking uncanny feelings in firm abdomenMaking greatness crumble in women and menEven as your base is naught but a denWhose adult lioneses are away on a famished huntIn a forest with no game in chantWhen they come back, …responsibilities will sit on duties to make […]
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