I can't work straight, think clear, Damn, I wish he were near, just so I can hear, his sweet voice in my ear. . . my life, my mind, my heart a clutter, when you touch me, I melt like butter. Do you love me? Your always on my mind, damn oh' damn, you are so fine. I can't sleep, cause I can't wait, thinking of you, I masturbate. imagining your lips are on my skin, I wish you were at the door, so I can let you in. I can't eat, cause I need your hug, damn I am so sick in love. I'll just burn this energy, and give my hair a brisk brush, as I wonder, if I am in love, or lust? Are you thinking of me? damn I wonder, as I fall into deep a slumber, on top of a bed of silky sheets, I fall into the deepest sleep, Then I see you, and Oh, I scream, there you are, the man of my dreams.
Reason for writing:
Just kidding. I think. . .
Birth sign: Libra
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