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The Naked Rose
The naked rose
Stands tall in bloom
Nakedness from head to toe
As her raw words flow
Love for the naked rose grows
As you want to touch her naked flesh
Feel her beating heart
Smell of her aromatic naked scent
Splashed in deep poetic ink
Draws you in
As you can no longer resist
A naked kiss
Liquids spill, mix and disperse
True love really hurts
As the thorn pricks his naked rose
Orgasmic words do flow
Thorn goes deep inside his naked rose
Rubbing against her soft skin
Blushing red
As love is met with beautiful sex
Your Naked Poet
Toria
25/4/23
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