Adore
She doesn't know until where ; his lips have kissed her skins. As he lifts her up ; In his warmth sleeves. Taking her to his wonder; Awaiting for a sign. His hands sliding on to her; Cherished yet priceless frame. Shoving his fore; With restlessness In her soul. Craving up till their cores; The pleasure which is supreme. The halt of their lusty love; Which gives eternal serenity.
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