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I love the way you always challenge me.           The way you always          keep me on my toes.           The way         you always get my heart beating like a drum. This time, it was a race, only the first one      to cross the finish line      was not the winner. The way you asked me        what I wanted if I wanted if I won and what would happen                                                    if I lost. I tried to hold out on you, love, but your dancing    fingers and perfect rhythm get me every time. And when I moaned softly, as our ballet met its coda,                you yanked me so close that my chest was    one with yours and you whispered in my ear,                                                    “I. Win.”
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Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 9:08 PM UTC
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I love the way you always challenge me.           The way you always          keep me on my toes.           The way         you always get my heart beating like a drum. This time, it was a race, only the first one      to cross the finish line      was not the winner. The way you asked me        what I wanted if I wanted if I won and what would happen                                                    if I lost. I tried to hold out on you, love, but your dancing    fingers and perfect rhythm get me every time. And when I moaned softly, as our ballet met its coda,                you yanked me so close that my chest was    one with yours and you whispered in my ear,                                                    “I. Win.”
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lifeasalyric
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lifeasalyric
Oklahoma City
Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 9:08 PM UTC
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