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10-10-2013, 07:11 PM
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"Om Tare Tutare Ture Svaha"
I come to you Silent in the moonlight I look for countless moments To your skin Smooth as marble And I think Oh, the blasphemy As I reach out touching Skin Soft As the petal of a lotus Here I will revere you I will worship you Upon an altar of desire A mantra Of sighs Of moans Of grunts Escaping my lips 'Tara Kye Kyenno’ I cry As you show me Heaven Between your thighs
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