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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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