I love seeing your posts
You're beautiful the way you are
From a far
And up close
Next time ill love you better
Than I've ever done before
They say third times a charm
Better than before
She calls it falling in love sex
I call it loving our selves sex
Seeing myself sex
In you sex
Loving like we do sex
See you next time sex
I slip and fall but once I get up
I recall
It's better than the obligatory Sundays yuck days no sex days of yesteryear
Friday, December 21, 2012
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