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By Tremelle Since I met you, I lie awake at night, Thinking about your body, all nice and tight. I also think about your lips and smile, All full and soft, and I haven’t tasted them in awhile.
Maybe one day you will come and visit, We don’t have to do anything but talk and sit. Talking about what you are looking for in life, And I talking about what I am looking for in a wife.
After the talking, things may get alittle hot, I’ll be kissing your lips, nose, but not your snot. I’ll work my way down where you have not allowed me, To the place where the sun don’t shine and for me its free.
Once I am at the point of no return down there, There will be a blank look on your face and maybe even a stare. You’ll realize that you are at a point of ecstasy, Lying in my arms right next to me.
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