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#IRON CURTAIN

You touch always made me feel like queen
Your weird words of endearment always sounding so mean
Motherfucker, Always created the perfect fuck scene
Shaking my foundations when you whispered lene

Slaps on the ass, Grabs of the ass
Never resisting the urge to touch as I pass
Enjoying my bass but treating me like glass
Polishing my pearl while blowing out grass

You inhaled the essence of me like there was no other so sweet
Making love to a beat while offering your face as a seat
Teasing and taunting me with you're delectable meat
I now remember just how you knocked me of my feet

Its amazing how memories evoke emotions thought to be dead
Almost had me mad at you again with my legs spread
Then I think of all the shit you said
Zipping up my heart and thinking with my head