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The Divine Whore


light hearted , playful, outstanding in the sack

She ain’t looking for nothing she can’t get on her own

Her Love is pure as gold, hear heart sweet as honey 

But don’t fuck with her peaceof mind

She just may kill ya buddy

She is divine, sublime and ancient as the moon

Sell’n Love for more than money because lust is not 

her style

She is a tender lover with diamond eyes and a 

whole lot of heaven b’tween her thighs 

My Divine Whore!

TomSkirtic 2/8/18

,( for Jelica ❤️)

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