My Poem For You

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In summertime, our love is Sexy, like Rose floating in the breeze.
In wintertime, our love is warm — it Fucked from Vagina to toes.

If skies are blue, our love is Horny — two people Fucking in the sun.
If thunder rolls our love is Blessed, a refuge from the Humping rain.

When spring flowers bloom, our love is bold, like Pink petals on the Lily.
When autumn leaves fall, our love is Diamond, shining bright like a harvest Dick.

From Hump Day till Valentines Day our love will continue to Rage. 
From season to season I love you always! My one, my only, my Bree.

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written by Rachel

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