Delayed

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 02, 2018

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At a trice, you were able
Able to make my heart stumble
I tired to see the good in falling
But darling I m still calling
Is it a nightmare or a dream
I’m thinking it’s a whisper indeed
Heaven was upon us, but darling you were my world
I have consumed more liquor than I’ ve ever imagined
Or is your ancestor I was craving, I wondered
Promised land is it?
Or your lips I feel it?
Dear king of kings hand EVE the power
She is in stain…at it lower
Such immense capacity was given to a man
If only he knew what my fury could do
Dear lord give me the strength
Give me composure of Adam
I’m matchless, I crave no apple, only my man
 
 

 


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