I poke and press the button of joy, it's so soft, the fountain of pleasure and ecstasy erotically sprinkles out on my hand,
Pure bliss, my skin's stuck with your fluids, your place is my favourite play place, I'm going to claim every piece of this fertile soft land,
Will irritate, irrigate it from the tiny well of love till it's captured and become my wetlands.
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Euphoria x Melancholy
Poetry#Rants&poetry An emotional poem & quote book with A melancholic grief, hopelessness and pain An euphoric joy, hopefulness, and magic Dive deep into the oceans of love, romance and loneliness A book where the day meets night and the Melancholy meets...
