Random Feelings - I
"How could be, am going to survive
when the martyrdom of my male urges
are quiet alive,
beneath the outgrown beard and hair line
my lips want to taste some beauty divine."
"Resting my eyes onto your face
trying to tie and untie the needless lace
just to see you, just to feel you
and your pretty smile's grace"
when the martyrdom of my male urges
are quiet alive,
beneath the outgrown beard and hair line
my lips want to taste some beauty divine."
"Resting my eyes onto your face
trying to tie and untie the needless lace
just to see you, just to feel you
and your pretty smile's grace"
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