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My Unconditional Gift of
Finessed from a own personal act of kindness
Sent from an anonymous epiphany of such things as this
Oh, how I have wished
 
The reason was that there are not enough good things in this world
So I decided to enlighten you, that there is, was, such a cause
After seeing the intercourse, you were my first thought
 
Doth, I do die hard!
 
Innocently, I will profess nothing more
Angels such as me only have to confess, too my own God
There are few, yet many that could mean as much to me
 
He was then, watched
Secretly, you are admired
and,
I am a victim to your handsome whims
An I have been crushed to death she said;
naught knowing you, not at all
 
tore, sultry saltiness, tasteful, tummy, my Honey
In the incantation, I have been put under a Spell for discloser
in this, that ritual is my Virginity sapping,
Because I am Sweetish
 
Love at first sight is now a conditional punishment
I can not take you back
You are supposed to be meant to be
Enlightenment by delivery
 
Here I is
I am lynx eyed, privatized, seduction
Luxury is my lyricism
Poetically correct that is never over indulgent
My stationary is pungent
Published upon snake skin glittered paper
I am a wild wonder, yes I is
 
Infatuated with ideas of your endowment
Now, I am having fantasies of our first kiss
 
 
I am in Love with,
my unconditional gift of (you)