Mmmm...I
The continued contact...
You meet someone...
You start to think...
Should I..or should I not...
And why do you think that?
Because it feels good...
To you all over...
The talk...
The touch...
The waiting...
That is so good...you think...
That you should not...
But at the same time...
You think that you should...
You are respected...
By the concern shown you...
Mist fills the spot...that's hot...
And it should not...
Or should it...
Just remember it's all good...
When you are respected...
Then maybe you should...
And would...If it was not only...
For that one night...
Or that one day...
That should, moment of play...
Relax...
Enjoy it in that way...
What does your inners say?
Well! what the hell...
Only your insides can really tell...
Being respected is swell...
But sometimes you just want to yelllllllllllll...
And...
Leave out the details...
Even the orange juice and toast...
whisperkwane
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