It's not everyday,
I get to relax,
my eyes,
before the small of your back,
as I am here to love you as my last,
from the shape of your body a perfect catch,
similar to my thoughts as a perfect match,
multiplying and applying the math,
to your beauty that has me ready to attach,
this passion and devotion as a patch,
removing the pain from your past,
with my desire to attack
you like a lickable piece of candy,
I Desire to Have
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