Black is My True Love

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erectus123
erectus123
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Black is the color of my true love's hair
though she is shaved with none to spare
Her skin is soft and mellow sweet
when I suck upon her teat
She does of nothing ever lack
Her luscious skin is gorgeous black
Her teeth are radiant and white
I never fear that she will bite
when our private affair goes south
and I'm harbored in her mouth
My tongue scoops up the sun and stars
that lie inside the valley of Mar's
When the fun and frolic is done
the day for me is always won
when she exuberant does orgasm
as I fill her deep tight chasm

Oh dear God, if you truly exist
you made sure I would not miss?
The beauty of a love so grand
that makes my penis erect stand
even on the telephone
when we are both alone
rivers of sperm still leak out
You excite me so, I want to shout

She's not the first but is the last
a thousand valleys I've filled and passed
I loved them each within their space
but now I see just one smiling face
We men are a ignoble race
Our needs are more then we can grace
Perhaps I disappointed a few
What else was I too young to do?
Now time weighs heavy
my heart grows weak
Listen now, these words I speak

Dearest Love you are all to me
The sad fact, this life is not eternity
The meaning of life is reproduction
a simple equation, a simple deduction
So, open once more, your sacred door
that is what I do adore
Sex and passion, passion and sex
When I'm inside you, nothing does vex
No one was better at loving me
This I know, this I see
Though a number have tried
To find the grail
Still in all they did fail
For lover's love, above it all,
they love themselves, after all


Just one more time,
let's thread the knot
These hours together
can not be forgot
Though the seasons change
the earth spins on
one by one, our friends are gone
I'll hold your image in my head
even long after I am dead

erectus123
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AnonymousAnonymous9 months ago

ANOTHER GREAT ONE

AnonymousAnonymousover 4 years ago
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well done rectus

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