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A Better You With Me

You sit and drink that first shot, Sir
Have you any doubts at this point that I am yours?
You should love yourself the way I love you.
Your humor and fun
Your hair as it catches the sun
I love you. All of you.

As you sit and drink your second shot
I see you as mine, all mine
You see yourself as just you
Nothing special,  is this true?

I walk toward you as you guzzle more shots
I see you so clear, baby
Please don't cry, my love
I want to hold you close, my heart hurts for you as it plots
I hear your pain,  please no more.

You're back to those damn shots again
I just want to go home and caress you
I take your hand to lead the way
You whisper in my ear, "I am a better me with you, my darling"
I look up to touch your face, tears running down
So overwhelmed with desire for you
I catch my breath as my pulse beats rapidly
I love you. Have no doubts.  No more shots. I want only you.

I gently put you to bed, moaning as you catch my breast
You know how to make me so wet
But the smell of those shots make me wretch
I hold it all inside as to not faint
God, I love you. I want all of you inside of me
But I see you are asleep.
I whisper softly, "tomorrow your promises you will keep."
Written by QuinnARichardson
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