My RomeoA Poem by Botania.Wherefore art thou Romeo? 'neath the words that all will know? Riding to the wildest places? Bringing smiles to all our faces? Your arms and hands so brave and sure delight the heavens as they're pure! Your intentions? Loud and clear. Your fondest wish to call me dear. Hair that lay so tenderly upon thy nape will only plead for tender touch and warm embrace with sheer contentment on my face!
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