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Elizabeth's Inn
syoung...©
Brown legs open passionately wet,
rapped around a lilly white torso
emerged with beads of sweat.
Tender jazz music fills the air,
Erotic pleasure peak begins.
The Long John rider
has reached Elizabeth's Inn.
No thoughts of the world around us,
or what they may choose to think.
The taste of berry wine make merry,
as we sip on passions drink.
What is the color of love,
except two heart beats of red,
satin sheets, filled with desires,
visions of joy and togetherness,
rest in our head.
Lips meet with a french touch,
pressing face to face,
Exhausted now,
with no concerns of color or race,
Melted together happily and consenting,
Becoming one embrace.
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