It's You
Your mind I love, for it’s witty and quick,
It’s true and straight, no never is “sick.”
When I’m not careful, it gives me a kick!
It’s soulful, trusting and loves with no trick.
Your eyes, Yes! They fantasize me,
I get a shiver when they’re angry.
I’m warm when there is Love I see,
I love to see them a happy green.
Your hands, they are the key to you,
When you touch me, I feel the Love in you.
During our closeness your senses flow thru,
Anytime they’re held, all that’s gray turns blue.
Your breasts are firm and nice to hold,
They do get perky! when they’re cold.
“Kiss this one, now that one” I am told,
To me they’ll ever be good as gold.
Your body is sensuous in any position,
You use it in bed like a vixen magician.
I will treasure you always in any condition.
I give you love’s emotion, my total devotion.
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