The Palestinian Dominion.
A skin dangerously involved in a sensual coup.
Weapons from the holy land are wild and curvy.
She fights back in a struggle of lips.
Her hair is a dark desert, a trap for fake soldiers.
She stares at love with wise eyes.
She fights back in a struggle of lips.
Her hair is a dark desert, a trap for fake soldiers.
She stares at love with wise eyes.
Her heart holds a diary of combats,
The next pages expect legitimate battles
Where ecstasy and joy take over.
A revolution of desire is rising,
in a territory of warriors of love.
A lady is the Queen of this new empire,
a place where justice exploded in an attack of kisses,
dropping like bombs on a body at war.
Ps: Thanks to Nebby for posting it first.
By Demonsandiosas
Where ecstasy and joy take over.
A revolution of desire is rising,
in a territory of warriors of love.
A lady is the Queen of this new empire,
a place where justice exploded in an attack of kisses,
dropping like bombs on a body at war.
Ps: Thanks to Nebby for posting it first.
By Demonsandiosas
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