A Cusp, A Bruce Loud Thud Of His.
A cusp, a Bruce loud thud of his.
A lisp, a prying heart of mine.
A love thing, a lovelier light of hers.
A love for two is never enough.
A lifetime till I make her love.
He loves her night till she sings on the beaches.
A lovelier lone wind of her might.
A night. Of her wind.
Her might to the dust.
Her light to the vasp.
She is a cute doll of her dye.
A child is six feet two.
A swimming swan.
A beach on the wallsand.
A quick love on cheap walls.
A chime till winds go far off.
A night till her shine becomes mine.
Sunidhi
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A love sucker.
A hickey donor.
A play of his life.
A God and a human.
A doom-teller.
A Lord setter.
A lie shuckle.
A hiss problem.
A man.
Sunidhi
A love in her sadness.
An obese love is a making of deep.
A love darling, darling of her mane.
A sight darling,don't you dare babe.
A fight for her love is only her tell.
Her love is like a lover trope altogether.
Her fist is like a loop of light years ahead.
Her beauty is a bane to existing deity sights.
A babe of her love, only her babe. A lover.
A loned love like her mane. A light love like her lie.
A mouth of hers only to taste. Only her babe.
Only you babe. Only her. Babe. She is.
Sunidhi
Beauty translates to love,
because it in itself is a lie.
A love like beauty of her,
is a delicacy of the eyes and heart.
A might she has is of the heart,
beauty being a manifestation of hers.
Beauty is her.
A night can't happen to me.
A light can't befall me.
A hardworker of my man's.
A love of my skin sane.
A love my darling.
Done you babe.
Sane you.
A hears of queen.
A ledge of heath.
A mar of cone.
A lie of tell.
A told of heaven.
A Lord of night.
A night.
A leave.
A leaf.