LUCACI FLORENTIN – PERFUME OF HAPPINESS - PARFUM DE FERICIRE – ENGLISH VERSION

 

LUCACI FLORENTIN – PERFUME OF HAPPINESS - PARFUM DE FERICIRE – ENGLISH VERSION

 

What I like your new dresses

We both sit embrace in arms

Get dressed or wet or naked

You radiate you are full of love

You smell of happiness parfume

And you are wife what a fulfilling

How sweet is your life now

After love with soap and water

Not all alone I want to say

You hug me I scream like crazy

You give me all your sweetness

Our senses run downhill on wheels

Nothing stands in their way

You excite me so much it's a pity

You kiss me everywhere all the time

Sensations are nothing ambiguous

I play detached on field in the center

From all sides is only you

You maximize my forms and fire

Nothing in the game is ours anymore

You bite me, you're a little monster

You scream loud, I lose my hearing

You kept for me virgin delights

And your sacred fire just for me

Like a whole hive of savage bees

We don't sting, we love each other well

When tired, you come from the office

You assault me, you kiss me again

I remain suffocate with an ox figure

We make love again is not a new thing

You say that you kept yourself for me

Virgin and with love you seasoned me

Big surprise, but it all came in

And the white sheet is pretty clean

Instead of naive and clumsy gestures

You love like fakir on a needles carpet

I wonder hell what virgin can do this

You haven't given me peace for a month

You are a professional car lover at 360

From all angles you put her in the match

Then quickly you rub it and bring it

Major and strong eruptions

Both are hard like two nuts

You take her again from head to toe in slippers

You make fried eggs on me with lettuce

You are a 3D machine in terrain mode

I always feel like train trampled

I feel like a poor alien from an expert

You treat me badly in frantic training

You say at orgasms that you have to recover

The years when I didn't pay attention to you

Although you loved me wet all and unexpectedly

You falsely complained me premeditated

You showed up with all the underworld

Like fox coz you had new video to cast

You were the service virgin in the habitat

Who doesn't sleep with a man at all

For a shitty casting at a poor role

Even you came at two from him bed

Full of spots and with a stained air

But at checkpoint also virgin you declare

That the poor man ejaculated in the sink

We do not register radical from oral squared

That's why you gained weight like a pig

That instead of sports and daily running

You had to double whisky and promo

And to whore from dawn to dusk

Now you want me to make you a clean wife

As you wanted in the criminal false files

But I don't walk with a broken ball

Who goes well from gate to gate

 

LUCACI FLORENTIN

MAGIC POETRY GRANDMASTER COPYRIGHT 2020