Standing in the kitchen,
Our conversation moves along steadily,
The music blasts in the background,
And I am perfectly happy in your company,
The music changes,
"Hey pretty girl, won't you look my way"
Your arms wrap around me,
Erection pressed against my rear,
As you spin me I catch a glimpse,
YouTube,
This is intentional,
Not merely an opportunity seized,
I sink into your arms
Swaying and dancing with you
"Hey pretty girl, let's build some dreams"
You hold me tighter,
Nothing you could have said,
Could have sent your message
With half as much clarity
You always know exactly how to thrill me,
You love me deeply and passionately,
I already have what I long for,
Tears run over my face and soak your chest,
You tried to tell me before,
Thank you for showing me,
I know it isn't always easy,
I know I don't always listen,
You woo me so masterfully,
I only hope you know
I adore you.
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