DeepA Poem by Rianna
Her body Screams,
With the Streams, of Water sliding down, To the Ground. Arching into my Hands, Laying her on the Sands, Kiss her lips softly, Gripping her hips. Lacing my Fingers in her hair, Taking her to my lair, Going deep, Making her weep. Star Light, Star Bright, I bow to my Queen, Making her weep, Cause I am A King, So Buried in the deep. © 2014 Rianna |
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