His irresistable arch of love,
Yet, erotica girl doesn't
Comprehend the perception of
Any erotic moments...
The waves, the waves, the waves,
We are PLAYING just in
Loony thoughts of our
Own solitary grounds...
The oceans, the oceans, the oceans,
We are DANCING with the moonlight,
The storm makes us distant,
However, the fire burns our souls up,
On the hill, the ashes scatter us away...
The feeling of a soft touch
Has ended in a catfight,
The souls are so lost,
The hearts are so MEAN,
The bodies are too ATTACHED...
Well, Whatever IT IS...
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