Resurrection of the ultimate love affection is my lost direction
Women of perfection are bound for extinction, only wandering in my imagination
Her devotion won’t fulfill my deepest emotion, but she keeps my stallion strength in motion and her touch feels like love caution, softer than the smoothest body lotion
Sometimes we share a sensation that’s a nomination for the brightest illumination in the light city of romantic Paris where our amour is a hellion shock for the French nation
Gert: | Vrijdag, juli 07, 2006 16:32 |
WOW!!! Geweldig mooi dit. Groet, Gert |
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Dirk Hermans: | Vrijdag, juli 07, 2006 15:12 |
een heel functioneel mooi gedicht echt mooi gebracht groetjes Dirk |
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Auteur: Jos Santen | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 07 juli 2006 | ||
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