Good evening, my darling,
Didn't you expect?
Don't you worry - nothing
Here can wrecked
You, as you better
Than all men in the world.
While I am the best petter
With long hair that curled
Just like sea wave
Behind me that rustles,
Making me crave
You but no hustles
Are needed, hush, hush.
I won't pretend
That you make me blush
But not your prompt...
Siren
© Copyright: Анна Кабанова, 2017
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