Departure
As you crawl
Inside my brain
You like to play
You’re little game
I think you know
Of what I mean
For your love
I am a fiend
Your kiss is fire
My little treat
Between your legs
So very sweet
Parting ways
Will be so hard
For in your eyes
You hold all the cards
I must be leaving
I love you too
It was fun,
Now babe we’re through
Copyright © Michael Harris | Year Posted 2008
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