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Strawberry (3, July 2012)
I still dream of your touch.
At night,
When I'm all alone.
My thoughts of you,
Gets me through.
Your fingers,
How they grazed,
Apon my pale skin.
You made my head spin.
You had all the right moves,
For the hands you used.
Make me scream on command,
For you knew all the right places.
Kissed me right to hear me moan.
You knew it all.
At night,
When I'm all alone.
My thoughts of you,
Gets me through.
Your fingers,
How they grazed,
Apon my pale skin.
You made my head spin.
You had all the right moves,
For the hands you used.
Make me scream on command,
For you knew all the right places.
Kissed me right to hear me moan.
You knew it all.
Published 4th Jul 2012
| Edited 6th Jul 2012
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