Best And Last Lover
And my heart's suddenly skipping a beat
To the tune of his wooden, stringed acoustic
He's always been who I was meant to meet
His words sung, spoken, or written: my music.
My cheeks warm and soften into a smile.
When I am serenaded by him, my heart swells.
His songs make me happy longer than awhile.
Truly he is the one whom in my heart dwells.
And my heart suddenly slows so steadily
As he sensually seduces my body and mind.
His handsomeness makes me give in readily.
His everything all makes him one of a kind.
My whole body and mind sink inward.
He early on became my favourite partner ever.
His lovemaking makes me love being forward.
He is my best, last, dearest ever lover.
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