Thursday, December 3, 2009

Purity

You see her there
You remember the way she felt
The scent of her sweet hair
You can't feel like that yourself
She was the one to get you going
She had an aura about her
Her cute smile was bright and glowing
You have much to learn
It wasn't a test
She was as real as it gets
You and her really had sex
You lose your mind where you sit
You long to hold and undress
That succulent little flower
One night you're in distress
When she joins you in the shower
She writhes from your delicate touch
She traces her fingers up your back
Her soft body melts from such
She convulses from your latest attack
One day she says, "I love you"
You think, is this right?
No! "I love you too!"
She was now yours from that night

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