there was lust in the air
it grew intense when your breasts were bare
with excitment, I stopped to stare
When you left, my mind was on your bust
my meter was rising with sordid lust
seeing you totally naked was a must
you returned like a teasing lass
after showing your perfect ass
I was going over the edge, I couldn't pass
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