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Автор: Whitney Royale
Издательство: Ingram
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Жанр произведения: Эзотерика
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isbn: 9781922405937
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You

      It seems when I’m away from you

      My mind can’t stay away from you

      And after spending days with you

      I need to find more ways with you

      But even as I lay with you

      My body just won’t stray from you.

      Tight grips to my hips,

      Kiss my lips, now I’m fixed...

      On you, yes it’s true

      'Cause I’ll do, what you ask me to.

      My love is the strongest when it’s with you.

      My hugs are the tightest when words won’t do.

      True to Love

      Gotta make my man feel better than me

      Soothing his soul as he feels up on me

      Wherever it’s headed, I’ll just let it be

      No pulling down shade 'cause I want him to see...

      See that I’m worth it

      See that I’m true

      Love like I birthed it

      Then gave it to you

      But I am still not perfect

      These walls have yet to crumble

      To free my flowing current

      Upon these stones I stumble

      But you don’t make it easy, nor wish to play it fair

      You’d rather lust my body, than see my soul to bare

      But my body isn’t me

      Just a vehicle for my vessels

      Like that car that isn’t you

      Yet it makes you feel so special

      I’ll lay it on the line for you

      Even put you before myself

      To see how much you’ll take from me

      Will you indulge or share the wealth?

      Please, by all means...

      Take what you need to get on your feet.

      But when my cup is overfilling, and you’re not doing enough

      All the parts that you’re not willing..

      Someone gladly will pick up.

      So if you love me like you say you do,

      Keep me in mind like you do to you.

      Love with no limits so it’s meant to be true.

      Candles Off

      I'll sleep with the candles off

      Tonight I'll have it dark.

      I'll kiss you with lips so soft

      Mouth closed or wide apart.

      I'll breathe in your subtle intoxication

      You're electricity to my spark.

      I'll caress you with selfish exploitation

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