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Big Time Rush
The memory....
Of her image shimmering in the window,
the morning sunlight radiating in her eyes,
her beauty punctuated from head to toe,
she was as captivating as star lit skies...
Her smile...
expressed flawlessly upon her ruby red lips,
lips so sensual they aroused my every sense,
her lipstick matched the nails on her finger tips,
my infatuation towards her became more tense...
The thoughts...
Played over and over again within my mind,
the way her hair blew exotically in the breeze,
made me plead with God to make her mine,
she was gorgeous enough to physically please...
Her Powers...
were paralyzing enough to bring me to my knees,
when she walked her ass swayed with each strut,
her sexiness was innocent without trying to tease,
the skirt that she wore enhanced her tight firm butt...
Of her image shimmering in the window,
the morning sunlight radiating in her eyes,
her beauty punctuated from head to toe,
she was as captivating as star lit skies...
Her smile...
expressed flawlessly upon her ruby red lips,
lips so sensual they aroused my every sense,
her lipstick matched the nails on her finger tips,
my infatuation towards her became more tense...
The thoughts...
Played over and over again within my mind,
the way her hair blew exotically in the breeze,
made me plead with God to make her mine,
she was gorgeous enough to physically please...
Her Powers...
were paralyzing enough to bring me to my knees,
when she walked her ass swayed with each strut,
her sexiness was innocent without trying to tease,
the skirt that she wore enhanced her tight firm butt...
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