Pleasantly aroused like the sun does the day i rise ... those eye, " i love you " the truest lie , adore or
more, i look at you (pause ... lick lips) i see the butterfly, the free soul in one i also see your eagle soar... (rolling my eyes in awe) that something about you i cant put my finger on... but the the very reason i sing that
song , kissing you is like sucking honey raw off the comb touching you that eye contact tellz me we
together until the funeral home , authentic as its gets what can we home grown...Strange fruit of the
good kind the kind of flavor I can't get off my tongue (hehe) and out my mind, my handz get dirty
but stay clean ? how do yo get the diamond out the mine (who thought that) like when starz align...
now and for ever a simple please be mine until the end of time
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