"my Weakness"
Your dress blowing in the breeze..
Like a flag in the air with such tease...
A glance of your legs which has passed
my eyes before..
A million times but the excitement still
makes my heart sore..
From the tip of your toes to the softness
of your thighs...
I still tremble with desire at the thought
of you by my side..
This man always becomes a boy when in
such presence of art...
I'm just a teddy bear for you to have, you
knew from the start...
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