long before our 1st salud you met me, in the nude an orator's artistry's solitude especially when, ludwig... nah, tchaikovsky's more volatile our duel's conquered how flowers bloom pronto now assume, i am undaunted while i am haunted by mantras ma said, after she left as she regressed, she has to regret the pedestal she's kept processions of ex's, to the next is missing my breath on their necks when my arms stretch then collapse around her i 've found, i'm a flounder like a cat's around her i found her, careening, creaming towards me feening, needing more me leaning in, absorbing a sure thing except for, your ring's, on the right & good morning's, sees i've left in the middle of the night physically or in theory wearing, only my appearance hear me, clearly facetious concealing said feelings for rhapsodies when mastering masterpieces per thesis one has to keep capturing lassoing, matter of facts & actually's in a kureg; when she starts purring during the keys, in the nutcracker suite ask her please she's ready, for alluring & steady while you're in confetti get it? you're in the wedding cause you got wet when you read it wetter, when i said it could not get any better till you said, i do... like it's whatever i could listen to you, with excitement forever