She's like a drug that has no end to the pleasure a man seeks.
As he bows to her for more he feels her in his veins that leak.
Speakin with a pound as if morris code tappin his hearts vibe that decodes his luv.
A high of all highs with simple contact that drapes him with the slightest of touch.
His callin has made home a friend for the tender feel or her skin flush.
Restin upon him as he loses himself in the middle of a cravin rush.
There is no cure for the heart that beats in her very own presence.
For she's the best thing yet as the worst thing to happen throwin up defenses.....
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