Playing the orange
On a holy sunday another woman's man slipped
an orange underneath my skirt
between my legs exploded a whole new world
with suns
with rivers
with churches
with forests
with cities
whole continents oozed down my unstradelled legs
On a sunday we were swallowed in an orgasm
me, the orange and another woman's man
an orange underneath my skirt
between my legs exploded a whole new world
with suns
with rivers
with churches
with forests
with cities
whole continents oozed down my unstradelled legs
On a sunday we were swallowed in an orgasm
me, the orange and another woman's man
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