She Does Not Love Me

I’m afraid I’m not at liberty to share
Whether or not I love her
Her long dark hair does fall down her back in a lovely way
She does melt under me when I kiss her
She does take a certain delight in my hips
But she sure likes tugging at my heartstrings
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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