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Love

The emotion that's really spitfire,

By Raj KarkiPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Predominant passion, however hard they try,

Will always be sensual.

Physical, perfect, predominant passion.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the predominant passion,

Gently they go - the physical, the carnal, the hot.

Pay attention to the sweet sweetie,

sweet sweetie are the most favorite lover of all.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the sweet sweetie,

Gently they go - the ducky, the preferred, the favored.

I cannot help but stop and look at the cunning dear.

Are you upset by how tricky it is?

Does it tear you apart to see the dear so adroit?

When I think of the real romance, I see a passionate love.

Are you upset by how elfin it is?

Does it tear you apart to see the real romance so teensy-weensy?

How happy are sisterly, ardent affection!

Are you upset by how brotherlike they are?

Does it tear you apart to see the ardent affection so sisterlike?

The emotion that's really spitfire,

Above all others is the hot hate.

Does the hot hate make you shiver?

does it?

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