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When It Rains
When It Rains.....
All I want to do
is wrap up in my queen size bed
with soft music playing
As I imagine strong arms like yours
Holding me...
from behind...
Naked I close my eyes ...
and sigh,as my hands travel down
the thickness of my thighs
wishing that the man of my dreams
would materialize...
and ...come to me.
When It Rains...
I close my eyes...
as I pinch my nipples
imagining that it is "He"
With warm lips...and heated breath
Gently sucking... and bringing
heat to me...
When It Rains...
I imagine that "His" lips are running
a blazing trail down the small of my back
as he whispers my name....sensualy asking
me...what I want....
Now I rollover on my back...
and wrap my arms around myself...
As this is only a day dream...
and there is no one to share
My bed...
My heart....
Or my life....
When it Rains....
I ache...from a lack of Passion..
and no prospects...Of Love.
All I want to do
is wrap up in my queen size bed
with soft music playing
As I imagine strong arms like yours
Holding me...
from behind...
Naked I close my eyes ...
and sigh,as my hands travel down
the thickness of my thighs
wishing that the man of my dreams
would materialize...
and ...come to me.
When It Rains...
I close my eyes...
as I pinch my nipples
imagining that it is "He"
With warm lips...and heated breath
Gently sucking... and bringing
heat to me...
When It Rains...
I imagine that "His" lips are running
a blazing trail down the small of my back
as he whispers my name....sensualy asking
me...what I want....
Now I rollover on my back...
and wrap my arms around myself...
As this is only a day dream...
and there is no one to share
My bed...
My heart....
Or my life....
When it Rains....
I ache...from a lack of Passion..
and no prospects...Of Love.
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