Nothing But a Smile
If I was there with you,
I'd meet you at the door,
wearing nothing but a smile.
As our bodies embrace,
through the living room you'd chase,
all in good taste.
Your kisses so passionate,
your touch so compassionate.
As I lay there on the carpet pile,
wearing nothing but a smile.
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