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Night FairySweet melodies hum, In your ear drums, Dove wings fan, Your lingerie fur, Squishy pussy far, Caress your face, Till tomorrow comes. Come let us fly, To mountains so high, Where snow balls fly, In gowns so white, And kiss me right, Till tomorrow comes. Drone over the meadows, Southern valley of Shiloh, Holding me by a ribbon, Swing my heart to freedom, Its a perfect season. (c)10052017 Nyasi Shortforms For Lilly of Shiloh. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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