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Love minus substance

She looks like heavens open gate
An angel sent from outer space
Her long dark hair floats playfully
Her pale blue eyes, they beckon me

I�ve never felt so mean and low
Giving up I lean in slow
Her body�s warmth surprises me
She bites my ear so whimsically

Frustration zips around my head
I�ve never wanted to be dead
She looks at me with piercing eyes
The silence rips my voice away
The expectation has been made
The perverts fire fills my veins
That feel of lust and vanity
I know she isn�t good with me
Next I run my fingers down her back
She asks me if I�ve got a rubber
She doesn�t know how much I love her