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Hung ova

Hung ova

A Poem by spitfitenotebook


when I met you, you was a new flava I have never came across before.A odd style and taste, I have never had before.Once acquainted ....you had me atta..
Sugar Roses on a Sunday Morning By Spitfirenotebook

Sugar Roses on a Sunday Morning By Spitfirenotebo..

A Poem by spitfitenotebook


It may burn with fire and drips like honey on a misty evening.So sensual and so deep.Motion, like a song and dance so special and beautiful.It does no..