Write a story, she said.
You have a way with words.
Write a story just for us.
Write a story I would like,
A story that would make me smile.
Write about our first night.
That magical night.
A night of passion,
Pleasure, and delight.
The night I made you mine.
The night you made me, yours.
Kissing me in the right places.
Lingering, at the right spots.
Your touch,
Sending the right messages.
Oh God, my heart wouldn't stop.
That night was great,
One like no other.
The moon has come out to play,
Let us make this another.
Aug 29, 2019
Aug 29, 2019 at 10:01 PM UTC
Write a story, she said.
You have a way with words.
Write a story just for us.
Write a story I would like,
A story that would make me smile.
Write about our first night.
That magical night.
A night of passion,
Pleasure, and delight.
The night I made you mine.
The night you made me, yours.
Kissing me in the right places.
Lingering, at the right spots.
Your touch,
Sending the right messages.
Oh God, my heart wouldn't stop.
That night was great,
One like no other.
The moon has come out to play,
Let us make this another.
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