In the Making
Why would I say wow to a woman?
If she had no bulging boobs to show
No figure I could look to with lust
Legs that couldn't add fire to the curves;
Could I muster courage to tell lies?
When the erotica well defined
Is the apple to bite full of vibes
In the deep hunger she subscribes;
Dick has brains is a novel theory?
Touched by blindness seeks stubborn glory
Liquid moves instant potpourri
Women in love, another story:
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