I may be old fashioned but I like your style
When you sit down next to me a while
I like your look it's such a thrill
And late at night when it's still
With the stars shining in the sky bright
I like to whisper I love you just right
When black satin sheets are a lover's place
It is for us a state of grace.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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