Raindrops on my windowpane,
I think of you, once again.
The way you looked, the way you smelled,
I'll never forget the way you felt.
Your skin so warm, so soft, so smooth,
against my body yours would move.
I'd look into your warm brown eyes,
and feel myself tremble inside.
With just a smile my knees go weak,
I fall apart each time...
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