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We Naturally Spoon
there’s always a moment
the buttons were a torment
unbuttoning, needs time to be done
as she does it, I am to come undone
I love the play of words
as she unbuttons her skirt
them sexy corset really hurts
hiding under a gaudy red shirt
the moment just quickly comes
when everything gets loosened
as she does it, there’s sensual hums
so swiftly, everything got unfastened
the imagination of autumn
happening in the planet Saturn
the undressing of linen to her ankles
I get myself bound to love’s shackles
there’s no way, I’ll take this till winter
the winds change, what else matters
I care not of the tawdry veined body
but I’ll embrace her to take me on boldly
I place my hands on her breasts
the book of love is within her chest
I’ll read as if I’m going for some tests
I’ll think as if I’m playing serious game of chess
her pale pinkish red skin
I write the words of sin
these fingers I get her to hold
writes erotic stories, truth be told
truly, there are all sweet words
depictions of pretty little things
I’d say you’re amongst pretty birds
who’s tied me to the bed with some sexy love strings
as we contemplate on the luscious
your sexy legs, does all the talking
the strongest drive, surely sensuous
as we are spooning, we naturally start fucking!!
the buttons were a torment
unbuttoning, needs time to be done
as she does it, I am to come undone
I love the play of words
as she unbuttons her skirt
them sexy corset really hurts
hiding under a gaudy red shirt
the moment just quickly comes
when everything gets loosened
as she does it, there’s sensual hums
so swiftly, everything got unfastened
the imagination of autumn
happening in the planet Saturn
the undressing of linen to her ankles
I get myself bound to love’s shackles
there’s no way, I’ll take this till winter
the winds change, what else matters
I care not of the tawdry veined body
but I’ll embrace her to take me on boldly
I place my hands on her breasts
the book of love is within her chest
I’ll read as if I’m going for some tests
I’ll think as if I’m playing serious game of chess
her pale pinkish red skin
I write the words of sin
these fingers I get her to hold
writes erotic stories, truth be told
truly, there are all sweet words
depictions of pretty little things
I’d say you’re amongst pretty birds
who’s tied me to the bed with some sexy love strings
as we contemplate on the luscious
your sexy legs, does all the talking
the strongest drive, surely sensuous
as we are spooning, we naturally start fucking!!
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