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Helplessly I surrender to the sight of her bare flesh Another instance of lust embellished by her perfect figure The pull of magnetic attraction Is this all we long for in each other? Helplessly I try to align our lives Make time to find common ground I want to know her from within Deeper than what meets the eye. But our intentions seem to differ She spends very little time at mine And within that time together Not a single thread of fabric touches my skin. I ask her "could you be using me?" She says "We're having fun aren't we" But I long for more Than what happens behind closed doors.
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Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 7:33 AM UTC
Could you be using me?
Helplessly I surrender to the sight of her bare flesh Another instance of lust embellished by her perfect figure The pull of magnetic attraction Is this all we long for in each other? Helplessly I try to align our lives Make time to find common ground I want to know her from within Deeper than what meets the eye. But our intentions seem to differ She spends very little time at mine And within that time together Not a single thread of fabric touches my skin. I ask her "could you be using me?" She says "We're having fun aren't we" But I long for more Than what happens behind closed doors.
chris-doyle
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Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 7:33 AM UTC
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