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'Affectionate of an art'

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    I can feel her strong emotion
    Thru contemporary dance,
    Dancing with full confidence,
    The way she move swiftly,
     It made my knees trembled
     How she flex her body with an affectionate
     Of an rare incredible passion in it,
     Too bugged with some seductive
     Impeccable images of her..
     How I am slowly occupied—
     of my own thoughts of her.

     I can felt those untold emotion of hers,
     What a piece of an magnificent art,
     Such an heavenly pulchritude
     Longing for her touch—
     Longing to hold her..
     And bring anywhere—
     An hidden place,
     Where it's only me and her.
      It's so intense—
      I couldn't be steady..

     I can lost in my own illusions
     And she's the main subject,
     While I can felt her flowery lips—
     Pressed into mine firmly,
     Passionately lost in it.
     How I hold her firmly, while I can pinned her
     against our bed full of vestal redroses,
     I can travel my hands every parts of this art,
     Travel everywhere I wanted to feel..
     uncontrollably vulgar,
     With so much intense affection of her.

    Silently watching her,
    I can lost in those pieces
    Of her glorious parts,
    How I'm captivated,
    Can't wait to fulfill
    This longing love,
    with her.

'Affectionate of an art' |

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