09-08-2018, 02:00 AM
As my flesh pressed her fur
I though not much of her
My pleasure my own desire
Lit the awful fire
A lust, a full taboo
To gain a shock from you
This was my only goal
The thing that'd make me whole
But soft, she gazed at me
And what we soon would be
Till soft as well was I
With shudder and with sigh
Her soul I found had mine
With-in her intertwined
As lay we coupling
My heart itself did sing
Now I'll not tell to you
The lovemaking we do
Though it would shock you more
Than if I'd bed a whore
For her love is a gift
That saved my heart adrift
As I think too much of her
As my flesh presses fur
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