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She comes to me like.

She comes to me
To invite me into her
A warmth that glows in the mind.

She comes to me
With heated flesh
With sexual desires to find.

She comes to me
With a spiteful hunger
Bodily pride blooming like one of its kind.

She comes to me
With a teenage passion
Bursting with joy and anticipation.

She comes to me
Quietly quivering and hoping
Praying to rid herself of frustration.

She comes to me
Like I am her moving tourer
Taking care of her like a driver.

She comes to me
Like I am the refuge
And she is a survivor.

She comes to me
Like I am the bible
And she will find her answer.
Written by Mssukser (A Struggling Poet)
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