Cinnaman

Just fiction from ones mind

Tis true my love your lips I miss

We may have dined on morsels be

But have we not heard our calling

Yes fair maiden sitting next to me

Hand in hand a world of our own


Just thee and I our castle for two

Do not forget my hearts for you

u-no-le my girl my all my everything

My hunger for you each awakening

Dreams so many thee next to me


To have you dip - that before you

Crumble willingly into thy bosom

No not ever the end for me- beginning

Only in thy arms feel thy sweet juices

Tis full life that we give to each


Never ending day and night both will be

I hear your voice i hear your love

Folding me within your arms

Our taste of cinnamon both do share

You, only you my be my love

Life for both pains no more

u-no-le the woman for me.

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Beautiful. :)
Sweet flow. Nice job.