you have that sensation
of yesterday sex
your panties are missing
you send me a text,
tell me you not
quite yet, satisfied
suggest we go
for a morning ride,
tell me to stop
on my way to town
your door will be open
don't make a sound,
you'll be in bed
blindfold tied tight
I'll surely be
aroused by the sight,
you tell to DO YOU
with speed and desire
throw gasoline
on your simmering fire,
I will be every
man that you've had
the strong, the weak
the good and the bad ...
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