Love has no sun, you are its sun, it is a helpless wound
walk, come, step into my heart, heal the sigh of this heart, my love
These breasts hold the most beautiful hard fruit in bunches
my chest is our bed decorated with feelings on the most beautiful throne of heaven
come dear come, I carry love like birds on my lips
Let’s work for the love nest between my legs
Let’s forget time with our dear lust, let’s go to heaven in that pleasure, my love
no no no, my dear, but look, my unheard orphan love

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