a Dutch stroll

Оксана Агапова
On that lonely night i paid no mutaul attention,
I did long distance walk,
I hid those foggy intentions.
My tackle went closer,
I felt it aint right.
I gained my composure,
Aint my muse,
Aint my light.
Strolling my way alongside the ego,
The Truth came so bright,
My daylight is night,
I think of forbidden,
My dreams are illegal.
I wish i fell so deep,
I wish i fit like puzzle,

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I wish i had but creeps,
And life would be a dazzle.
My walks'd become a rare treasure,
I won't have time, but sex.
My solitude - such sacred pleasure.
I got my rules,
Guys wont relax.
My lust gave him the green light,
But rules demand to stop.
Though full of tainted pressures,
Soul's mate's a better crop.