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Oct 2012
It's impossible
The way you woo me
With just your glance
It's so strange
The way you **** me
With just your stance
I bite my lip
In an attempt to
Stray off this temptation
But I can't take it.
The way your flesh feels
On my bare hands
Your eyes telling me
Passionate love stories
Of our soon to be first time
And my eyes trained...
Yes trained to remain blank
The way you touch me...
The way you stare...
The way you want me...
My attention, affection
My love, my drive
My ***.
I feel the same
But I am trained to refrain.
Temptations the game
And I, it's pawn.
Jay
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Jay  New York, NY
(New York, NY)   
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