Bipurna Tara
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A prettiest woman
With white gown
Triumph through the poem
Whispers to me for
Reflection of love.
Romancing with love
Her Right hand around my neck;
And left hand checks my heart
" How disorderly pounding"
She loves my innocent.
She sits on the bed
Translucent gown
Discarding to be naked
Is seemed her sexiest limbs
And I excitedly touch;
The p(age) to go 22 from 21.
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