Vijayamalathi Mani

Romance Classics Fantasy

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Vijayamalathi Mani

Romance Classics Fantasy

STRAWBERRY LIPS

STRAWBERRY LIPS

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Your pink berry face,

Invade my heart,

I gladly hand over myself to thee,

Your black berry eyes conquered me little by little,

I just wrote the slaver charter and present to you,

Your strawberry lips when touch my lips,

My exhaling breaths spread the fragrance of strawberry!

Finally you theft me, wholly!

I just prisoned into you like a life sentenced culprit!


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