MY IXORA FLOWER


Somebody get me a glass
I have got myself a lovely drink
Her sweet gentle touches-
I love that caress on my skin.
Her body on mine, so delicious
the spell of fine fragrance
springs from her hair
her sweat like white pearl.
Her smile light something in me
her beautiful petals
a butterfly like me will always kiss
Oh! My beautiful Ixora flower.
I made a garden for you
a place where we'll always
have a reason to be
in our natural birthday suit.

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MY IXORA FLOWER