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Relationship A bruised, lacerated heart of mine,

Relationship 

A bruised, lacerated heart of mine,
In search of clasp of loving hands,
Bosoms to rest upon for a moment,
Fingers to move over my hair.

Many a damsels took pity on me,
Some seen, some unseen remote ones,
Loved some, cuddled some, texted others,
Orgasm of different kinds we had.

Clandestine relationships we have,
Norms of yours we defied often,
Amorous we are, love our destiny, 
Need of our glands  we celebrate.

Age a number for us, the heart matters,
Hormones of earth we enjoy,
Color, race, we have left behind.
 #relationship #amorous #clandestine #texting #orgasm
Relationship 

A bruised, lacerated heart of mine,
In search of clasp of loving hands,
Bosoms to rest upon for a moment,
Fingers to move over my hair.

Many a damsels took pity on me,
Some seen, some unseen remote ones,
Loved some, cuddled some, texted others,
Orgasm of different kinds we had.

Clandestine relationships we have,
Norms of yours we defied often,
Amorous we are, love our destiny, 
Need of our glands  we celebrate.

Age a number for us, the heart matters,
Hormones of earth we enjoy,
Color, race, we have left behind.
 #relationship #amorous #clandestine #texting #orgasm