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JD & You

I read you slowly into the night, the femme fatale of your yearning
aspirations, If you knew, knew your words were taken in with the
same craving thirst as your masterful desires exquisitely penned,
then you too would be reading behind a locked door, there's no
better way to read you than naked with a bottle of JD to help
caress to on those luscious thoughts that threaten to spill over
onto my lips with every syllable provided by you, for me.