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Nov 2015
I saw her on the social scene
Fell in love with her mystic ways
Playing on my emotions
That mocha skinned dream

Eyes like emeralds
Lips so cherry red
Every man wanted her
To lay inside his bed

Hair so long cobalt black
Like the mane of a wild mare
Watching all the men so wild
Trying to tame and care

Then just a glance did she afford me
The look that slayed my fears
A smile crept along those lips
Deepest red for me to share

I smile back and swallow low
Wishing my heart could slow
This mocha skinned beauty now
Is mine in time I know
Sin
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Sin
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