Isn’t that what you always wanted
Please pick yourself up from my floor
For that you see is what I always wanted
From first sight to longer view
I said to myself yes why oh yes
From breaking light to morning dew
I thought to myself why yes oh how blessed
To slip together so easily
To lay there free and swell
Abroad on your breasts so eagerly
Such had the fires of fate to sell
In and out and to and fro
Our words no more than gasps
Up and down and back and forth
Oh how those lips of lust we clasped
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