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I Desire

I desire the cloths I wear. Like a shirt, a tee, a skirt, a pant A crop an flare. Man with pretty hair. I desire, Shirt that flirt. And pants that tight but doesn’t hurt. Desert tones that I desire. Wraps that shape. Man like super hero in his cape. Flying home to be rescue and never EX-scape. But keep their love in shape. I desire a man who never comes home late. I desire a man who white, brown, or black To make love to my mind, he might be tall he might be fine. But he always be mine. Always give me sweet kisses. Give me sweet roses. For valentine. He always made me shine. Boy, people don’t know how much I desire this man. Drive up the wall, I can dream easily I can’t really explain. He must be hard to fine, that I can’t complain. Copyright © February-11-2001 By: CHONTELL SWANN

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