An Old Flame
Years have passed, and the memories of her still remain.
Although nothing seems to last, she still makes love to my brain.
It's like she's still here, and her sweet scent lingers in the air.
Sometimes I wish she would magically appear, and we continue our love affair!
Every inch of her was amazing, and her exquisite taste was so divine.
She was like a drug I was craving, and her sex sent tingles up my spine!
Moments like this remind me of what I desperately miss, for between her legs was heaven's
flower.
Our lovemaking was breathtaking, and her bubble gum kiss would take us into early morning
hours.
She took my body places I never been before, and my mind was taken on a trip.
While buried deep into her core, she would nibble on my top lip.
Such magic we would make, and no doubt I'll still remain under her spell.
She was yummy like strawberry short cake, and tasted sticky sweet like caramel!
Damn how my loins hunger with desire, and I can still hear her moan my name.
Her memory is fuel to my sexual fire and yet I must extinguish this old flame!
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