i have a longing for good massage
from your tender ever loving hands
scented breath and warm oil flash
deep in my lungs linger and dash
as my mind and body reach; gasp
come more pressure same as hug
i close my eyes; dream came to me
you in victoria secret pretty lingerie
attracting every inch of my soul & me
when i reach for the ribbon to open
what's in there for me; you walk away
leaving me more longing i couldn't say
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