Palace Of Love
23 August, 2016
Author: Lamar Cole
A moonlit night and I was the guy with all the luck.
Because sweetheart looked so sexy in the bed of my Chevy truck.
Holding sweetheart and looking at the stars and moon.
Enjoying a cool breeze and the antics of a family of raccoons.
Sweetheart and I felt blessed from heaven above.
The old truck bed had become our palace of love.
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mental (172.56.5.52) -- Wednesday, August 24 2016, 01:02 am At least it was a chevy truck. |
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