My Handsome One

There I looked and saw my handsome one approaching towards me, he was clad in a romantic apparel of a pure reddish suit. Behold you're handsome, your cheeks are like a bed of spices and banks of scented herbs. The voice of my handsome one and speech are exceedingly sweet. He came and hugged me so tightly where we snuggled into the bosom of each other for a longtime. My beloved handsome one is to me like a bag of perfumed myrrh that lies in my bosom. A bundle of fruity grapes is my beloved handsome one to me who lies all night between my breasts and yummy thighs.

By Bishop Love

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