𝔼𝕩𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝟚 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗

You give me butterflies

Pretty eyes

I despise the way you look at you

It makes me feel sick of you

How dare you be so brutal?

Like every rebuttal

Drives the fire in the debate

So late we end up being

Because you start feigning

Ripping my shirt, touching, squeezing

Sir

I am a Lady.

Delicate and dainty

You beast!

You continue to slay me

Delicately taste me

Allow your senses to embrace me

I’m an experience

You can do more than taste me

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