Friday, 11 August 2017

I Praise Your Glory

You were gracious
In being glorious,
I am a respectful fan
Liking you with a tan.

You were a cool breeze
Blowing with ease;
You were a tease
In how you did please.

I was always in luck
With you to fuck;
You were my desire
Lighting my internal fire.

I still love you so,
And I want you to know
That you are still aglow
As my size does grow.


Copyright Andrew Stevenson 11/08/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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