Not So Naughty
I want to thrill you till your toes curl,
I want to rest my head upon your breast,
I want to kiss you till I hear you moan,
I want to watch you undress.
I want to taste your very soul,
I want to fondle you till your knees grow weak,
I want to imbibe the scent of your feminine mystique.
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