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Her Knees Deep In My Dark Garden
Soft song
of Luna
upon Eve's
beautiful face
her illuminating shine
of skin brushes against
the blushes of a
coming dawn
her moans of
pleasures with
me on the barren
earth abound
as she now gets
wet and it flows in
a sensual climax
down through
all mountain streams
her knees deep in
my dark garden

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By ThaPoeticFire

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