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His First Love

Poetic showers,
Song, blanket
Pulling, breathless breathing,
This is a cute and maiden
Pornographic measure of ecstasy
Triond has permitted
As it scores in dignified decency
The gradual lust
Slowly rises the masculinity,
As orgasms
He her first
The feminity
Laps all juices of joy
A flower full of petals strewn
For the bee or boy
To sexily enjoy

Such wondrous lovemaking
Can only pour
From the
Mind of a lover of yore
That one, you must have been for sure.

Take note the springs
Of love have sprung
No snows can dampen
All the fun
As the expanse of a cloudy night
Gives her the freedom
As within the hearth of fire
He does burn the boredom.

The ideas for this poem
emnates from the mind of
some sinile grandpa.

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