The Italian Girl With An English Lover (Part Six)
"The way in which you put your hands on me
Has my heart beating at a rapid pace.
Each and every time you touch my face,
I feel as if you are setting me free.
Those powerful lips are all that I can see,
And I begin to long for you to place
Lips and hands on me, in the proper space,
Insisting whatever will be will be!
Also, within your embrace is my soul,
Next to the beating heart that completes it.
Giving this part of me had been my goal.
I told you that my love would never quit.
Right in your embrace is where I feel whole,
Loving the fact that you are the right fit.
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