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Have I Indeed

Oh why do you ask
What is really on your mind?
Some answers so apparent
One would have to be so blind

Could care less then when he was in you
You wondered is anything there?
Or when he tongued you
Would he do it with care

Or if his pistons
Made your motor roar
Or if that cream cooled the heat
When it claimed your core

What I am saying is the past
Is better left behind
You and me interlocking
The unity of our grind

You could put on your best dress
Or floppy old sweats
I'll still hit it like you need
So you can forget any bets

See I am the lover that works it
And then in the dead of night
My spring is renewed
More of my wand's delight

And I am not really caring
Who else is around
I can tell by your voice
And thumping slick sound

So get your panties wet
If you can't wait for tonight
Say my name and let your fingers
Be the warm-up to my might
Written by JAZZMANOR
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