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Dec 2011
Every week we bypass each other



As if neither of our existences





Matter much to one another









From across the room



We gaze at each other



Time further elapsing





How my mouth just waters



By the way you sway your hips



As you perform your **** walk





****... Would I ever love



To softly smack that backside



The way you flaunt drives me wild





And then you turn to flash



That lovely trademark smile



Seducing me over the edge





Purring like a naughty kitten I say:



'I want you...'



'I need you...'



'Come play with me I don't bite.'







Upon my lap she jumped



In her sexiest tone she whispered



'Let our bodies take the shape of lust.'





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Glenn McCrary
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