How can I sleep with my Precious
by my side?
It is like Christmas in July.
I have not ever wanted someone so close to me
but
seeing and coming to know you,
I knew my time for
loving
was near.
So I came to you,
and
you came
inside.
What a glorious, magnificent, thrilling, happy Ride!
Can we go again?
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