Babydoll and sweetie pie,
Just another sappy line,
Wanting love and finding lust,
Sexuality is now a must.
Slip your hands on ivory skin,
My body aches to let you,
My legs twisted around your waist,
Your fingers touching shiny lace.
Kissing heacy it's hard to breathe,
I can't believe that you want me,
Your arms so firm as they press my skin,
I never even thought,
That,
You might be,
Him.
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