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Valentine's day
I've always hated Valentine's day
But you've changed my opinion
Told me it's not something to fray
Told me to throw away the devil's minion
You were there
You helped me
I have to be fair
You'll always be
We sat down
On my bed and talked
There was no frown
There were no bars blocked
You kept looking
At the floor
While I was booked
With the door
Our eyes met
I smiled
You made a bet
That we filed
We took it out
And lost clothing
Just what it was about
That spark was burning
I marked your neck
You marked my arms
I don't know why but heck
As long as there aren't any alarms
I never saw this coming
Glad I had something
It would've been something worth fearing
I would've began to start tearing...
Thanks for tonight. Keep the shirt. Sorry about yours... And the underwear...
But you've changed my opinion
Told me it's not something to fray
Told me to throw away the devil's minion
You were there
You helped me
I have to be fair
You'll always be
We sat down
On my bed and talked
There was no frown
There were no bars blocked
You kept looking
At the floor
While I was booked
With the door
Our eyes met
I smiled
You made a bet
That we filed
We took it out
And lost clothing
Just what it was about
That spark was burning
I marked your neck
You marked my arms
I don't know why but heck
As long as there aren't any alarms
I never saw this coming
Glad I had something
It would've been something worth fearing
I would've began to start tearing...
Thanks for tonight. Keep the shirt. Sorry about yours... And the underwear...
Published 15th Feb 2019
Author's Note
I had a really old friend come over... I tore her shirt and underwear out of blind lust... She said not to worry... But I still feel bad...
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15th Feb 2019 6:16am
Going by your note, a succumbing to raging lust. Favourite lines:
Our eyes met
I smiled
You made a bet
That we filed
We took it out
And lost clothing
Just what it was about
That spark was burning
Our eyes met
I smiled
You made a bet
That we filed
We took it out
And lost clothing
Just what it was about
That spark was burning
23rd Feb 2019 00:44am
