Making Love In Poetry (A Poetry)

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From my bossom,

I am so full to offer you my virginity.

For the warmth of your embrace,

I was deprived.

For the sweet and tender kisses,

I would cherish you most,

For your masculinity,

I would not feel alone.

You are the one I adore.

You are the one will fill my emptiness.

I am hunger for your caress.

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