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Love filled red, lover of red
I paint red, my garden is red
In the sunrise, he looked red
In his covering I smiled at him
He spread the redness on me
Inviting me to join the passion
The red roses hid their eyes
His reflection made them blink
His expression to unwrap him
I was enjoying his red round figure
Aroused him and amused me
Finding fun in the red round wrap
Exciting him enjoying me
Pleasure of unwrapping him
In my mouth he melts
And that was his end, not mine
Friday, 24 April 2015
Lindor Fun
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