Come to my island Gilligan

It’s so much calmer than the waters your sitting in

You feel like a kid again

I think that’s the ego sin

Refuse to shatter the facades of your own expectations

Still chasing fantasies

But continue to drown in your waterfalls then

Angelically

I grace the waters

Gyrate my hips against the current

Allowing the beat of the ocean to be my dedicated drum

You seem to enjoy the waves of my motion

My dear doesn’t this feel fun?

How cum?

Come to your senses

This parade you’re missing

I hope you plan to visit

It’s the place of beautiful oasis

But that rock of land you keep sitting

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