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Woman I touched your skin long ago In a small home you made for yourself somewhere between brick and gates and a lost key I felt the curve of your hips A tight grip A wet kiss You were shy Your big brown eyes gleaming In a faint light That peeked through your bedroom window This twisted lust it sneaks in It dizzies the mind unravels desire entangles mystery lady my heart has never met my spine. You are tangled in your own way now Sedulous Passed from sight You met a good man At least I've heard And I still think of you From time to time
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Nov 7, 2012
Nov 7, 2012 at 11:27 PM UTC
Brick and Gates
Woman I touched your skin long ago In a small home you made for yourself somewhere between brick and gates and a lost key I felt the curve of your hips A tight grip A wet kiss You were shy Your big brown eyes gleaming In a faint light That peeked through your bedroom window This twisted lust it sneaks in It dizzies the mind unravels desire entangles mystery lady my heart has never met my spine. You are tangled in your own way now Sedulous Passed from sight You met a good man At least I've heard And I still think of you From time to time
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Nov 7, 2012
Nov 7, 2012 at 11:27 PM UTC
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