My eyes dance down your body
I'd study you over and over until my eyes rot
Im emotionally distraught
I need you
I love you
I can't control myself around you
It starts with a touch
Fingers drawn
Take it slow...
Before you know it...
You let it all go
Temptation
The lust
You need it
You must!
Its the start of the show
Get ready Baby...
It'll be rougher then you know!
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