She seems to know me pretty well
Grew up in my mind,where the deeply repressed dwell
When she met me, she really fell for me
Same for me her love blinded me effortlessly
To much to repress so I try to regress
I can feel the relieving of my stress when she starts to undress
And when I taste her on my tongue I can feel the tensing pressure leave my chest
She never stays when we're done and when she leaves so does the fun and I'm back where I'd originally begun.
From an old notebook of mine