Honeydew dreams are needful things at which we both attest; palsied serine eyes gazing pleasantly surprised with soft and panting breath. flowers thus bloom with Nectar's bliss, I taste your wonderful honeydew kiss. My love my wife there is no Shame, to feel each-others burning flames; I dare not disrupt my virgin bride, our bodies quiver as your cheeks turn red; both feeling the joys within our bed. I see now our child within your eyes, I want you forever... until we both die; these are my honeydew dreams inside.
- Johnny Luckett
Johnny Luckett
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