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Oct 2013 · 908
Twisted I
brian clark Oct 2013
Show me your alluring smile, that secret something that is shown only to that one special one you love.
Touch me ever so tenderly that I might know what it is to be loved
Offer it up on a silver platter, brimming with such sweets but tempt me only, I cannot resist
Hold it up high not too close; a fear that it may smother, not cure my thirst
Now stop, now go, the sweet fetid allure is too potent and my jealousy grows
Turn it off please, no wait I want more
Filling me up from the outside, my hunger grows and grows
Where is my love?
Always here beside me yet she knows not my heart

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