Tip Toe to Your Dreams
Rain In Love!
I wish I were the drops of Rain,
I get jealous, how they touch you,
enhancing your beauty.
How they wet those red lips,
How their sprinkles exaggerate
your cherry blush.
I wish I were the drops of Rain,
I envy their tender embrace,
How excellent your neck glows,
inviting my lips.
How your bossom adapt comeliness,
How obsequious you become.
I wish I were the Drops of Rain,
I burn at how they make you like wet soil,
providing pleasure by your fragrance,
as the first drops of rain touches you,
You look perfectly ready for
Sweet Savage Romance.
-Sanchayita Banerjee
Rain In Love!
I wish I were the drops of Rain,
true passion |
Strong Love |
enhancing your beauty.
How they wet those red lips,
How their sprinkles exaggerate
your cherry blush.
I wish I were the drops of Rain,
I envy their tender embrace,
How excellent your neck glows,
inviting my lips.
How your bossom adapt comeliness,
How obsequious you become.
I wish I were the Drops of Rain,
I burn at how they make you like wet soil,
providing pleasure by your fragrance,
as the first drops of rain touches you,
You look perfectly ready for
Sweet Savage Romance.
-Sanchayita Banerjee
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