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King Author

King Author

My love

Honey bedroom voice,
Glowing amber face,
Olympian goddess shape,
Forbidden red apple lips to taste.
Her enchantment I can not escape,
Nothing about this woman’s spell is fake,
It’s a dream for the awake.

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