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Moving around your aesthetic finger,That cold memento of our engagement,Rolled past my navel like a weightless boulder.Yet, everytime without any fati..
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What if you and me just halt for a dayAnd succumb to the stage of Holophrase?Simple,fixed expressionsNo need to articulate indelible expressions.If yo..
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I am not an Italian(Italiano)Still,Pizza is my first language.
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When you woo those half-witted girls on the streets with your smart looks, I hate you.Yet, when you hold my hand firmly in front of them like I a..
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Its not just a stick!
But,a cylindrical shaped pleasure-
Right from those erotic human hands,
Mixing every little ingredient.
With a tinge of shin..
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When the lights will be off,
Creep under my warm blanket
And feel the snow flakes falling!
You will have the time of your life under that murky..
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She wrote a letter of about 130 words,
Enlisting her thoughts, ideas and constantly shaped monologues.
Perip..
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Crouching on my knees,hiding every inch of my silken body against a fire breathing dragon.
I cannot resist the temptation which those hidden-ball tri..
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What if I haven't gone through those gloomy episodes of breakup?
I am poet and that's what a poet does-Empathise!
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My plunge bath has some mainstream things, damn mysterious and stupid on the other side.
okay fine read:D
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