ORCHESTRAL STORM
Bright eyed a radiant girl,
Kind, gentle a sparkling pearl.
Hands explored her quivering form,
Two spheres of love in an orchestral storm.
Pearl and ruby both were glowing,
Entwined, moving juices flowing.
Tempted fluid from its bed,
Breathing fast our relief sped.
Fountain streams, eyes that gleam,
Lustfully cuddling we begin to dream.
Pillow with a heavenly breast,
Feelings exhausted that I possess.
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