The nose-stud you wear on your right nostril,
Though as tiny as a small muster seed,
By its solitary sparkling diamond
And the elevated nose excite me.
But for it, you cannot be a starlet.
But for it, you can’t tempt me to pinch it.
It eclipses dusk that your skin displays
And put you sexy for me to follow..
21.10.2018
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