Your love passed, the fires passed through my body, but my lust did not unite spiritually, I wandered between death and immortality πΈπΈ, my beautiful body, when will this soul that we miss drinking wine from your lips?π΅π΅ Blessed be your kiss, my beautiful lust is gone, my feelings crash from tree to tree like a bird in the forest with your sweet dreamπ΅ π΅ By Allah, the human body cannot understand these without sensual eyes πΈπΈπΈ
The most beautiful of heaven is looking for her heart, it is the mysterious love of that beauty pen that makes this search beautiful.πππ

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Aum Shanti