The Two StormsShades of violent shocking blue Cover the grass around me and you And as our passions build and grow The wind and rain will fall and blowThe Two Storms
Amidst this great storming weather We push and moan and sigh together This burning and intense need I can see in your eyes and lips, such greed
There we'll lay, drained of air With glistening bodies and soaking wet hair And the sky still sings and plays its song Long after these lovers have moved on
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Marie (modèle photo) [link]
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