Confessions By Cupid
Confessions by Cupid
This comes from my heart
Resonating from my mind:
The most enchanting part
Moving me is her behind!
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An enchanted lewd Bee
Chasing fleeing Flowers...
When racy petals I see
I easily forget the Growers!
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I’m randy Cupid in love
Wielding Arrow by hand
Ferreting the thick grove
Love’s pleasure to demand.
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So, I move in tight jeans
Dancing, Lover(s) to impress
Like infatuated teens
I find it easy to undress!
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When I freeze with a kiss
White, as a statue of salt,
When I drown in tart bliss
I rise in blame’s thunder fault!
JM
25Th Oct’ 2013
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