Touched
I've been infected, his love is contagious
He's the only cure and this feeling is outrageous
I can't help but to be gracious
No one else can have my heart because its already taken
His love is spreading
Coursing through my veins
I bleed his essence
His touch is insane
His smile calms me
His laughter warms me
I am in complete awe of his beauty
He makes me want to perform wifely duties
Like wash a few dishes, do a lil laundry
Have a hot meal prepared whenever he's hungry
Make sure his bath is hot and bubbly
Plant soft kisses from his head to his tummy
I'd use my mouth to stroke his ego
Ride his tide to relieve his pain
All I need is one chance to show him that his love will not go invane
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