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Lost 2 Last (Long Train Running.....)

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Lost �
in the rhythmic ticking �
of the quartz clock.... �
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...time fleeting �
minute by minute �
and for every second, �
my mind, �
my body and soul �
is coming off the rails, speeding �
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berthing thoughts of being with you......intimately �
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�.the cocoa-brown tone of your skin �
wet with beads of sweat �
a product of the love we have not made �
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yet �
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kisses �
all over �
those lips above and below �
your breast �
your thighs �
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touching your bottom,
my hands gripping your hips �
beautifully reminiscent of a �
sweet brown-edged wafer
(and it should "cum" as no surprise)
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how I desire to devour you...... �
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speaking love to you �
dreams of a future �
holding you in my arms tightly
soul-kissing �
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caught in perpetual blissfulness,
singing to your heart
at all but a whisper......�I Love You� �
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whispering my hopes and dreams �
whilst we both do decadent things �
.......you and I �
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no �one who knows us would believe �
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�..I have become your �all day sucker� �
going off the rails �
�� can't stop �
�� how I feel about you �