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Its hard
It's hard you know
when I think of you
think of all the things
I love about you
It's hard coming to terms
that I'll never love you
In the ways and doing things
I'd love to do to you
It's hard you know
sitting beside you
Every day watching and admiring
the little things about you
Its hard holding in
the feelings I hold for you
not expressing only suppressing
the love I hold for you
It's hard you know
every time I think of you
the desire builds to a fire
Your face your smile its all of you
It's hard finding words
that arouse you
Stir your loins
And excite you
It's hard you know
flying blind trying to discover you
Where to touch how to touch
How To find the thing you like done to you
It's hard to hide who I am
When I show and tell you
Everything there is about me
Everyday I tell my feelings to you
So please don't make it too hard
Open yourself to me
Allow your mind feelings hands and lips
To wonder free all over me
So please make it hard
And you'll pleasure me
With just a stroke a kiss your sweet breath
You would be making sweet love to me
when I think of you
think of all the things
I love about you
It's hard coming to terms
that I'll never love you
In the ways and doing things
I'd love to do to you
It's hard you know
sitting beside you
Every day watching and admiring
the little things about you
Its hard holding in
the feelings I hold for you
not expressing only suppressing
the love I hold for you
It's hard you know
every time I think of you
the desire builds to a fire
Your face your smile its all of you
It's hard finding words
that arouse you
Stir your loins
And excite you
It's hard you know
flying blind trying to discover you
Where to touch how to touch
How To find the thing you like done to you
It's hard to hide who I am
When I show and tell you
Everything there is about me
Everyday I tell my feelings to you
So please don't make it too hard
Open yourself to me
Allow your mind feelings hands and lips
To wonder free all over me
So please make it hard
And you'll pleasure me
With just a stroke a kiss your sweet breath
You would be making sweet love to me
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