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princess is just a word but that word sets me on fire
that fire is fueled with love and passion it turns to desire
he whispers this word in a moment of passion
i come unglued in disorderly fashion
he calls me his and pulls me in
a kiss on my lips then he touches my skin
i crave him and it drives him insane
just like when he calls me that name
its true his lips his touch i crave but i obsess
oh how i obsess when he calls me princess
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