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Jan 2021
You **** me, so softly, so gently
Till my senses have left me
(Have your eyes always been so soft ?)
You’re looking, so intently
Who knew it would affect me?

No matter where I am, or what I do
Inevitably my thoughts turn to you
And no matter how hard,  I try not to
My head is filled with only you you you
Written by
coqueta
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   Elizabeth J
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