Why is it until we are with someone
We meet the ideal someone
That we would rather do more for
Caught in between my desires
And my needs I live to have another explore
My choice like the lips real moist
applying the wings
To my back
Like those on a Rolls Royce
Smooth and in control we cruise
your head my chest
the pillow of security you rest
troubled no more
sent to you a man settling your debt
and your score
taking your life on
with accuracy
showing and proving
why I am similar to a majesty
due all respect seated
When I Give Permission
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