metallicaA Poem by gunagya sokalmy tongue craves your silver metallica; sensual, to the insides of your soft, gracious flesh; of bloodful lush, salivating aphrodisiac- your pink nuance; oh, your body of religion. © 2024 gunagya sokal |
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Added on October 1, 2024 Last Updated on December 30, 2024 Authorgunagya sokalAboutHi, I'm a casual writer by hobby and i like to put my thoughts on paper. Do let me know what you think! more..Writing
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