Speaking words,
that can never be spoken,
sending a message,
that can never be said,
body language,
perfectly read,
the taste will last forever,
the flavor still fresh in my head.

She's so beautiful, its distracting.
Angel in the eyes,
But I can tell by her smiles,
that she loves to sin.
Her innocence is just a disguise,
that she wears like a grin.

We keep coming together, you killing me, it's a dead heat. *** so good, we can hardly speak. Climbing on top, she's reaching her peak. Skirt no *******, she hide, I seek. Ready or not, here she ****, and I practice what I preach. Locked myself inside her, finders keep. If the meek inherits her world, I guess that makes me weak.

I miss, and I miss.
But who to kiss, dear? Who to kiss?
It’s been far too long;
Where’s that bliss?
And your touch?
And your kiss?

I miss, and I miss.
With silence my heart may only hiss.
Seven months too long.
I’m weak, not strong!
Darling, I need your sweetened kiss.

.
Quench the thirst
that’s been long endured.

A dryness that spanned
too many moons.

Forget not the song
of the morning bird.

Now rests from its flight,
and it sings and croons.

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