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In an afternoon inevitable to waste and no will found
Let time through your gates or is it a fortress
It's time to figure out what's left to do in your compound
A text to the damsel yours with best feelings you confess
Words with feelings you feign and things you disgust
Hollow yet fulfilling, your vocabulary gives her a rush
Woo her with the feelings you fill her agreeing to all her fuss
Words with feelings, your feelings of lust
''Twas by evening she flew to your compound
Turning your bed soon into a battle ground
The time spent, the time you let fly
Moonless night, even the moon was just too shy
Mile to an inch, mapping it on her porcelain skin
Explore a little more each time on terrains low and high
Moments of lust and jest, moments you hope not for a fin
In the highs so fine, you stumble across her butterfly
Amidst the ground with the mighty and fierce
A battle fierce yet you're caught trying to find the spot
Your damsel breathing heavily feeling her belly pierced
A night in your memory, an evening you nearly lost
In the night full of lost in love and it's test
The moonless sky under which feelings you don't invest
A span of time where you in the fortress lost in her arms and resting
The beauty you then felt with feigned love and the love in making
For it is true to not let her head hit the bed in the motion you interpret
Rising morning with your mind careless, all chores left until you turn to the blue side of bed
Question sailing across the head, regret or not to regret
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