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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 5:57 pm
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Love me boy, in the morning when the mouth is full of vibrations, caresses. At dawn, my skin can taste you and even the grass becomes moist from our merging.
I feel you swirling in my chest, and sliding your way through my veins. Pele erupts for us, flooding the land with her passion. The civilians, they scream, but are not afraid, 'for they know the secrets of her pulse.
And every night I can taste Venus in the sky shining just for us.
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New worlds are opening, opening, sighing.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 6:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 7:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 5:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 8:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 2:21 pm
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