Naked-Man

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This masque doesn't suit you. When you are putting your, Entire effort, to touch me, To enjoy my womanhood shamelessly, You dare to pen the hottest images, Just to show me bare...... Your lust for the second love, Is opening the pages of pornography... Each and every word trying to Throw me in ordeal, as I'm a Woman, a puppet in your hand. But, I know, this boomerang, Will be back to you. How many times tell me, Did you buy the virginity, Chastity and innocence? Innumerably, you insulted us- As you confess before all! Your thirst is not quenched, Won't be ever, you quick-sand man! Tear your mask, reveal your True-self, to expose your, Identity.I can't scold you With a beast's name, If I do this, the beast will be, Scolded.Such a nakedness, You mirror thru yourself, That needn't put off your, Robes, as you are always, In the primitive dress. You are summoning the world, To call you Naked- man.

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