🌹🤍Will I be your poet?
made of verses for your heart
with letters skin
that caress your body
wrapped in your perfume for a woman in love
and dresses of aromas for your moans &.
-That's me ... your poet in love
with fiery and mischievous prose hair
sobbing into your breasts
for your kisses that awaken passion
from the crying of my feelings
for being by your side.
-I am your virgin poet in your paradise
the name of your words and sighs
who wants to dream of you
and end up in your arms
to write in that blank book
new pages of love.
Will I be your poet?
to kiss you every night
touch you with my body
between my burning sheets
and quiver your pores
with my skin of a poet in love.
-I'm your angel.
-I am your affectionate and insatiable oak.
-I'm your lustful ink.
-I am your desire that wants to travel your body
and feel your woman's scent
and shake your face with my gaze of an erotic poet ...🤍💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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