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Jun 21, 2007
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Rough - Redux
I need exotic music
steel drums
and African beats
stay
rough with me
cold wet lips
and tastes, heady flavors
savor, put your hands up
put your hands on me and breathe…
I need exotic music,
the pulsating, pounding of drums and incense and love
and lust and get
rough with me
get
inside my head and halfway down my throat
taste
taste fingertips and prints and smell new scents
heady like love and sex and garlic, roasted.
— Conect11, Jun 21, 2007
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lithium flower
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wow
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fucking great!
Conect11
19 years 1 month ago
my ego
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