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SHE
She glances my way
passions excitement radiates
from her alluring gaze
needing me, desiring me
hungry for my present shape and form
not the man I once was
nor the man I may become
She speaks my name
her voice an electric flow
of genuine sensuality
escaping through fairytale lips
without scintilla of pretense
her soul crying out
touch me, hold me, kiss me
Naked together intertwined
stripped of all we are not
every hiding place laid bare
our flesh weaved into one fabric
with tango-like intensity
we devour one another's lips
rhythmically I thrust deep into her world
a new galaxy is born
passions excitement radiates
from her alluring gaze
needing me, desiring me
hungry for my present shape and form
not the man I once was
nor the man I may become
She speaks my name
her voice an electric flow
of genuine sensuality
escaping through fairytale lips
without scintilla of pretense
her soul crying out
touch me, hold me, kiss me
Naked together intertwined
stripped of all we are not
every hiding place laid bare
our flesh weaved into one fabric
with tango-like intensity
we devour one another's lips
rhythmically I thrust deep into her world
a new galaxy is born
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