Low Cut Dress by M.A.Meddings
Low cut is your gownTaking me down
To realms of desire
A soporiphic state of the masculine mind
That lauds in some kind of way
The shape of a woman
A sort of hallowed grace
That associates a pretty face
With his wonderful dreams
And so it seem that you sweet Ms
Fit the bill so perectly
Nice eyes
Nice hair blonde and rare
And a skin so fair
With beautiful freckles every where
A delightful neck and what the heck
You have beautiful clavicles
So gently cubicled in the shape of you
What would I do to ever survive without you
Though rather shy
I would simply die if i couldnt love you
Low cut dress
Hot masculine stress
Caused by you
Poetry by lastromantichero

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Written on 2007-10-22 at 07:06




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