I don't need you, but I want you
Brilliant eyes and tender flesh
I don't have to, but I yearn to
While the feeling is still fresh
Dressed neatly, you speak sweetly
As in my mind our bodies mesh
While you confide, I must confess
I wish to leave you in distress
I wish to seep into your heart and head
Until you crave me in your bed
And cannot bear when I'm not near
But alas it seems my dear
We have not reached that point yet
But we will soon, I bet!













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So...you come to deviantART often?
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So...you come to deviantART often?
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