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Temple

Temple

My body’s a temple

pity I’m the only one worshipping

you can taste a sample

be careful my essence you’ll be cherishing

with my parts you’ll want to fumble

my curves and bends relishing

your hearts going to stumble

into my soul delving

it’s all about the tumble

before long we’ll be finishing

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Rochish Mon

Dear Susan,

its really fine. I liked it. get lucky buddy. 

with regards

rochishmon

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Susan O'Reilly

ah Rachel thanks its worth writing it known I made you smile you are kind cheers x

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Matthew Poetic

Sounds great but I think the flow would be better with two more lines. Just my opinion though, great write Susan!

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Susan O'Reilly

Im sure your right Matthew I usually write quick and leave them alone I'm sure if I looked again improvements could be made but that sounds like work not fun lol I'm glad you enjoyed and never be afraid to say anything to me Matthew feedback is always appreciated thanks x

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