©2000 by Little Rascal
You come to me
In dreams each night
So simple it seems
This must be right
Straps slide gently from your shoulders
Material gathering softly at your feet
Passions burn, my actions grow bolder
Standing close enough to feel the heat
I reach for you and touch silken skin
Tasting finally the honey of your kiss
Fingers gently under your chin
One hand rests upon the curve of your hip
Such a gift before me
Lost in your eyes
Softly I plead
Stay by my side
I know its complicated
Life is never fair
But simple stated
I will always be here....
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