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Treib einen Farren nach Montpellier,
kommt er heim, er bleibt ein Stier.

   
         
 
   


Moments


No word is spoken,

no peace is broken,
oh minds in concert
playing the union symphony!


Your thighs give comfort
to feel and to breathe
love by my cheeks
lying between my dreams.


I move my hands
all over eternal desires,
timeless and forever
being a part of you.


Your smile is re-assuring,
your wish warm and strong,
you capture my heart
cruising - to where we belong.


     
   
   
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