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I can't say much about how I feel, sing.
But how easy it is for a soul to fly when I am distributing happiness.
The fire in the fireplace for heat, so my blood flows to the dream.
I breathe in spring, I call in a stream, like sunshine, I hurry to you.
All this is during the day, and the night is long.
I want to embrace the stars, one of them is your image ...
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But how easy it is for a soul to fly when I am distributing happiness.
The fire in the fireplace for heat, so my blood flows to the dream.
I breathe in spring, I call in a stream, like sunshine, I hurry to you.
All this is during the day, and the night is long.
I want to embrace the stars, one of them is your image ...
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1.
There was an old man alone in a closet,
Carla was the name of the eccentric
No wife, no children,
Been a drink and not a fool:
To live was not boring,
He went to the fair,
The handle of an old barrel organ,
For glass booze twisted.
One morning waking up
- Fuck:, noggin like a cast iron,
Who would pour ...
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There was an old man alone in a closet,
Carla was the name of the eccentric
No wife, no children,
Been a drink and not a fool:
To live was not boring,
He went to the fair,
The handle of an old barrel organ,
For glass booze twisted.
One morning waking up
- Fuck:, noggin like a cast iron,
Who would pour ...
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Wearing an army Panama,
Strengthen the melting by pulling,
Carelessly throw ... "Your mother ...",
And prichknu glasses points.
I'm on the beach! Otmyklo heart.
I'm on the beach - the excitement in the blood ...
Opening your knees like doors,
Madams lie, frowning eyebrow.
Noisy coastal showcase.
This product is decomposed out of place ...
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Strengthen the melting by pulling,
Carelessly throw ... "Your mother ...",
And prichknu glasses points.
I'm on the beach! Otmyklo heart.
I'm on the beach - the excitement in the blood ...
Opening your knees like doors,
Madams lie, frowning eyebrow.
Noisy coastal showcase.
This product is decomposed out of place ...
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Nikita wanted sex very,
Nikita loved sleeping with a woman
The summer or summer is not important,
But someone should give it to him.
He loved thick puny frail,
With nipples slender and without
He loved to touch the lovely feet,
Loved oral sex scoundrel.
He invited a lady with him,
Go for a cup of tea in the house,
AND...
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Nikita loved sleeping with a woman
The summer or summer is not important,
But someone should give it to him.
He loved thick puny frail,
With nipples slender and without
He loved to touch the lovely feet,
Loved oral sex scoundrel.
He invited a lady with him,
Go for a cup of tea in the house,
AND...
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"Hello! By Buk's phone! ”
"You do not gnaw aunt Boredom?"
"Who are you?"
"Dentist of the soul."
"Come on, man, don't be ridiculous ..."
"I will not laugh ...".
"Tell me the name?"
"It is cold as frost ..."
"How to call you, tell me all the same."
"You can call me - oh, God!"
“Did you take too much?”
“Who, you ...
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"You do not gnaw aunt Boredom?"
"Who are you?"
"Dentist of the soul."
"Come on, man, don't be ridiculous ..."
"I will not laugh ...".
"Tell me the name?"
"It is cold as frost ..."
"How to call you, tell me all the same."
"You can call me - oh, God!"
“Did you take too much?”
“Who, you ...
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Once in a lie down,
With anxiety, you waited for the parish,
Always ready and fresh -
And with a smile, I'm at the entrance
I love to love you
And enjoy happiness together,
Giving myself to you all
And in the waves of tenderness swim.
And you, foreseeing everything forward,
Already in advance are burning
For...
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With anxiety, you waited for the parish,
Always ready and fresh -
And with a smile, I'm at the entrance
I love to love you
And enjoy happiness together,
Giving myself to you all
And in the waves of tenderness swim.
And you, foreseeing everything forward,
Already in advance are burning
For...
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Verse 1
On the banks of the crystal rivers,
Where the grass flourishes
Its joyful, happy age
Nice people live.
He happily chirps the anthem
To yourself and happiness unearthly,
That the world is so beautiful
When it is given only to the gnome.
After all, the gnomes know everything
And knowing the beauty ...
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On the banks of the crystal rivers,
Where the grass flourishes
Its joyful, happy age
Nice people live.
He happily chirps the anthem
To yourself and happiness unearthly,
That the world is so beautiful
When it is given only to the gnome.
After all, the gnomes know everything
And knowing the beauty ...
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LAST YOUR WORDS
I'm sorry, I'm just leaving, only anger will be replaced by mercy.
For the rudeness of pity crying, my pride will not take away.
You were dear to me, but now, in the soul of a sick resentment stone.
Such another, such a stranger, as if she had never known.
Thank you for releasing and ...
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I'm sorry, I'm just leaving, only anger will be replaced by mercy.
For the rudeness of pity crying, my pride will not take away.
You were dear to me, but now, in the soul of a sick resentment stone.
Such another, such a stranger, as if she had never known.
Thank you for releasing and ...
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With a playful smile on the scarlet lips
Smeared with silly lipstick
Holds handcuffs in strong hands.
They will be your reward
What grace in the languid gaze
And the expression in the movements of the hands
But she was tired for the day
Burn in the fire of perverted torments
Flick chaining to ...
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Smeared with silly lipstick
Holds handcuffs in strong hands.
They will be your reward
What grace in the languid gaze
And the expression in the movements of the hands
But she was tired for the day
Burn in the fire of perverted torments
Flick chaining to ...
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Erotic stories "Poetry"
Category of erotic stories poetry shows that sex and in poetry is beautiful. Here you will find small quatrains, long poems, blank verses that are dedicated to sex in all its manifestations.