- Illustrated Poetry
- Ya Najat
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Click hereI can still remember Fes,
That wild and heady night,
Our passions burning bright,
Beneath the open moon light.
O Najat!
We flirted in a resturant,
And you smiled at me,
For the first time,
With those broad, sexy lips,
Your breath smelling,
Of wine and tangine.
O Najat!
I couldn’t wait,
To get you out of that dress,
Luscious, round cleavage,
Spilling out all over,
And your nice, big ass.
A real woman!
Sexy, full of class.
O Najat!
In a cheap hotel room,
Lost in your endless, dark eyes,
Our ecstatic moans and sighs,
Filled the Moroccan skies.
O Najat!
How I love you!
How I miss you!
How my hear cries out for you…
O Najat!
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tazz317almost 12 years agolisten to the tears on the pane. TK U MLJ LV NV
