Monday, March 20, 2023

A direct love speech from Alexandra to our shared heart

 


- My Man, love of mine... 

- Remember I everything... 

- Cherries being fine.. 

- Reality vacationing a dream... 

- Again Siamese Twins... 

- The walk that means... 

- Puppet day... 

- Love me anyway... 

- Tongue being loose...

- Clock doesn't snooze... 

- Bed side right... 

- Thy shoulder left as my pillow.. 

- Holding you tight... 

- No morning willow... 

- Sometimes spirituality... 

- Moves wizardry... 

- Drives us into pages and tones... 

- Emotion shaking our bones... 

- By the heart...

- Pumping from the start... 

- Want I us not to change... 

- Not to everybody binge... 

- Sometimes it's the head... 

- Kids not driving us mad... 

- Dragon's skin shed... 

- Wet lips of mine... 

- Juicy lime... 

- Wet kiss of thyne... 

- Not French... 

- But immense... 

- Lingerie to choose... 

- Do know... 

- Everything does blow... 

- All we together use... 

- Eye doesn't move... 

- Quietly we never stood... 

- Change my mood.. 

- Not Eternity... 

- But anatomy... 

- No angels flying... 

- Flesh and blood divining... 

- Maybe it's our rise... 

- Voodoo not being ice... 

- It's in the hair... 

- Definitely everywhere... 

- Push it again... 

- Fruits are to blame.. 

- Eva can't display... 

- Solid atomic bay... 

- No storm... 

- We as the newborn.. 

- Creating no play... 

- Drive me stray... 

- Inside the nightgown... 

- We're what we found... 

- Sheets do scream... 

- Blankets color green... 

- There's that theme from Chopin... 

- Mirror's wonderbra... 

- 1 million worlds do change... 

- Always being us intense... 

- Move with language Portuguese... 

- Diner being potatoes and fish... 

- Clearly not only a wish... 

- Sofa makes us surf... 

- Kitchen delay turf... 

- Porto as magical station train... 

- Mysteries are to blame... 

- Sharing thy name... 

- Secrets have no shame... 

- We're puppetry play's sugar cane... 

- Face that move one time more... 

- Never we close the door... 

- Innuendo number 4...

- Love of mine... 

- Sluggish ain't a rhyme... 

- First color... 

- Is our first kiss... 

- Easy it's.. 

- More than an hour... 

- Being I thy miss... 

- Legs do surround me and you... 

- Color us forever true...



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