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Jul 02, 2010
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The More I Look
The more I look,
The more she touches me
Profusely.
Her eyes peel my very
Skin, my essence
Of spontaneity's mirth.
Her hair flows down
To my heart's contagion
Motionless of no cure
But to give in,
Though I burn.
The more she touches me
Profusely.
Her eyes peel my very
Skin, my essence
Of spontaneity's mirth.
Her hair flows down
To my heart's contagion
Motionless of no cure
But to give in,
Though I burn.
— Dennis Go, Jul 02, 2010
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Mari Shine
16 years ago
The More I Look
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks Marie
xena465
16 years ago
HOT stuff Dennis
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks Xena
Seren
16 years ago
Dear Dennis
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks JayCee
Seren
16 years ago
Ditto … easier for me to
Candlewitch
16 years ago
Dennis
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks Cat
seabhac
16 years ago
Loved it Dennis trimmed and
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks Seabhac
Kailashana
16 years ago
Would you consider the last
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks kailashana
shirley harrison
16 years ago
"WOW"
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks Sirley
raj
16 years ago
Hello Dennis
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks Raj
paparazii
16 years ago
Very emotional and
Dennis Go
16 years ago
Thanks
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