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I Still Blush
I still blush
remembering the
last time we made love.
I played my part so earnestly
in hopes of keeping you.
Were I woman enough,
I’d turn your tide of lust
to my favor, or so I thought.
The photo on your phone
answered my questions
the next morning.
remembering the
last time we made love.
I played my part so earnestly
in hopes of keeping you.
Were I woman enough,
I’d turn your tide of lust
to my favor, or so I thought.
The photo on your phone
answered my questions
the next morning.
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