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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.
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.
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