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A woman in love with being in loved.


Submitted:Dec 29, 2009    Reads: 101    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Stop, Love!

Make love to me

Hold me as gently as possibly

Breathe onto my neck, so I can feel your life next to mines

Touch up and down my spine

Kiss me with such passion with a manly fashion

I'm holding you too:)

Nothing can separate me from you…I'm holding to you like crazy glue

My body throbbing from anticipation

I done lost all proper enunciation

All that's coming out is…half stolen syllables from my lips

Grab my hips with aggression

As I lean in for you

I'm secretly listening to you

I want you desperately

You bring such joy to me

And because you do, I want to heighten your fire

Let me be what you desire

Tell me what you want and I will surely subdue myself to you

I give you all of this because you have never missed….

Kiss, kiss:)

Not one crucial moment for me

You are always there

So let me be fair and let down my hair for you

Tell me what you want me to do - sing Tevin Campbell style

All of my loving has been laid aside especially for you

Take it! I want you to!

I never imagined feeling this way about you; so quickly

My feelings are moving faster than the fingers of Bo Diddly

You ultimately win!

I can no longer pretend

That I think of you as nothing more than a friend

Is that ok, say it is

'cause I can't live with another one of these, well this….

Love, please don't do this to me again

We're just friends!

You fit the prototype

Love, I'm not falling for the hype!

"Love, stop!"





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