Crazy Love, Piping Hot
The art of loving can't be taught,
The feel of your touch may wither but not shun away from my thoughts,
Warmth of your body is more cozy than this rug over my cot,
I recall the nights when you said, this is the best I got,
Of course my love I know that the passion we have is insane-crazy-hot..
All I say is I've always loved you a lot,
I hope I could convince you, as this seems to be my best shot !
Vijay G
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