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My Sweet.
The lust for the feelings of a drug so forbidden
Should remain just a lust, as well as unwritten
But the addition to paper may help me forget
May help me move on, if I havent moved yet
In explaining said lust, one need be discreet
That one here is "I", and she i'll call "Sweet"
I long just to touch her and taste her warm hug
To enhale her just once, take a hit of her drug
My forbidden creature, with your fevers impure
I dont know about islands, so tell me your cure.
Sweet the sound,
that is made in your slumber.
Sweet the effect,
of your feverish cumber.
Sweet a drug,
that once bitten has bit.
Sweet,
an addicts addiction to get.
You tempt me my Sweet. No more than one kiss?
You tempt me my Sweet. No more than just this?
My Sweet...I lustfully long for your high.
My Sweet...I must resist, so I try.
Should remain just a lust, as well as unwritten
But the addition to paper may help me forget
May help me move on, if I havent moved yet
In explaining said lust, one need be discreet
That one here is "I", and she i'll call "Sweet"
I long just to touch her and taste her warm hug
To enhale her just once, take a hit of her drug
My forbidden creature, with your fevers impure
I dont know about islands, so tell me your cure.
Sweet the sound,
that is made in your slumber.
Sweet the effect,
of your feverish cumber.
Sweet a drug,
that once bitten has bit.
Sweet,
an addicts addiction to get.
You tempt me my Sweet. No more than one kiss?
You tempt me my Sweet. No more than just this?
My Sweet...I lustfully long for your high.
My Sweet...I must resist, so I try.
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