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Troy

The wind blows
so softly, your name
rolls out my mouth so
passionately.

You touch me with
so much heat, you look at
me with fire in your
eyes, sexual indicting me,
and mentally controlling me.

Troy, I love you! I like
the things you do to me,
forcing me to open
my univers up to you.

You do it so
nicely, I'm so
fucking into these
mind games.

Taking me up in down
blowing my mind,
and making my inside
explode like a fire cracker.

Binding my body
like elastic, sending my
veins to adapt to your
movements,


making me scream out spelling
your name, T-R-O-Y!
fucking you is a wild thing.
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