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once
with the moaning
the groaning
the panting
the mind seeds were implanting
that this favor
you were granting
would prove fleeting
this would be
our only meeting
no phone calls
no flowers
no hang-ups
at all hours
no hand in hand
no love on demand
this is
a one night stand
the groaning
the panting
the mind seeds were implanting
that this favor
you were granting
would prove fleeting
this would be
our only meeting
no phone calls
no flowers
no hang-ups
at all hours
no hand in hand
no love on demand
this is
a one night stand
Published 2nd Oct 2014
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