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The subtle changes
He notices when she speaks
Like me
But with a little tweak
He notes how she never leaves tops on bottles
Notices her eyes
Always a need to throttle
No matter
How she hides it
Lust peaks through
Be careful
As she may be thinking of you
But he knows how to handle
Takes her filth by the hand
Pretends to play the game
Ties her ego to the stands
She knows not to mess
And he protects his kibble
No pressure in duress
She takes it hard and makes men dribble
But he
He has to be more than a man
To take control and feed what needs to be fed
Can it be
Have we really met our match
Well see
The look in his eyes says
'Yes'
He notices when she speaks
Like me
But with a little tweak
He notes how she never leaves tops on bottles
Notices her eyes
Always a need to throttle
No matter
How she hides it
Lust peaks through
Be careful
As she may be thinking of you
But he knows how to handle
Takes her filth by the hand
Pretends to play the game
Ties her ego to the stands
She knows not to mess
And he protects his kibble
No pressure in duress
She takes it hard and makes men dribble
But he
He has to be more than a man
To take control and feed what needs to be fed
Can it be
Have we really met our match
Well see
The look in his eyes says
'Yes'
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