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First Time and Last Time

Our last time was our first time
As I came in from the rain
Too soon to have your everything
We cannot do that again

I loved the way you held me
As our searching tongues intwined
Then tasted of our southern parts
On the appetizers dined

I tasted of your pussy
And you drank of my desire
That was the end, my special friend
Gone was the furnace of my fire

It was too soon to happen
Too soon after she had passed
Too soon to have someone as you
Too soon to think that it could last

I'm sorry if I hurt you
You deserve much more than me
I hope you find, someone who's kind
To shake the leaves from off your tree