the love weather
you see my pleasure is your pain,
but my pussy be your down fall
it covers you like rain
but i leave drops from my out poor
my thunder be the shaking
just from u being inside me
no taste from the drops
will ever be the same u see
this mountain of love
will release my wet dreams
unlike the shower
this cloud right here covers me
from every bite and touch
the more u release me
im filling up with fluids
the more my love come pouring
down into your massive earthquake
that your going to give me
from front to back
and ever side to sides
theres many places we can find
my island will be your love tree
you can touch my coconuts
till my milk starts filling the top
of your mouth and u taste me
im your sculpture is now your body
fingers will pass all over
but its one joy
that i do like
does anybody know what the
weather will be like?
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