Walther
Mitglied
Shakespeare did not write that, too!
The goddess is about to slowly falter,
Whilst moon and sun are fighting heavenly.
To love is substitution – thus: to alter.
Receiving means to give and evenly.
The god is standing strong – yet never long.
There is a wind that even bows the hardest.
Love’s melody is dazzling not a clong
That asks to stop before the coupling’s harvest.
You know for sure what she is really asking?
She told you all her dreams and silent lusts?
My friend, what counts is tender multitasking.
She does not like your headless thrusts!
In case you’d wish to know: The key is talking.
It works in bed. It works along with walking.
The goddess is about to slowly falter,
Whilst moon and sun are fighting heavenly.
To love is substitution – thus: to alter.
Receiving means to give and evenly.
The god is standing strong – yet never long.
There is a wind that even bows the hardest.
Love’s melody is dazzling not a clong
That asks to stop before the coupling’s harvest.
You know for sure what she is really asking?
She told you all her dreams and silent lusts?
My friend, what counts is tender multitasking.
She does not like your headless thrusts!
In case you’d wish to know: The key is talking.
It works in bed. It works along with walking.
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