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So... I fell in love with this married guy via text messages once. Sad, I know but at least I got a little poem out of it. Enjoy..
At midnight I think of you
I imagine you think of me too
Curled up under covers, I grab hold myself
Dream of love scenes much overdue
Our secrets safe, indulgence sake
Our sins concealed by night
I can't keep my hands off of me
I kiss, I claw, I bite!
You've got that sultry... freedom…
Working wonder with your words
I feel crazy, sexy, lovely
Your descriptions found my curves
But with sunrises
Come simultaneous disguises
Let’s hide our passion shared
You’re my perfect fantasy
My theoretical affair
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