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Sensual MysteryI am lost in the ethereal purple clouds of your sensual mystery, embraced by the smoldering passionate desires of your amorous heart, carried away upon the silky mists of wanton longing when you sweetly whisper in my ear and am delightfully caught up in the silvery web of fiery lust when your ruby red lips touch mine. Donavon Scott Vinson Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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