I didn't see it yesterday, But its come up right behind me, Lust has struck all cares away, Looking for love, but lust will do for me, I heard it on the phone today, Came as an expected shock, Lust goes down, it's time to play, As she sucks upon my, locked heart Going down and coming up, Meetings in secrete, we fit like a glove, She’s looking for more, but I've no cup To catch her feelings of love. You've done this to him I'm sure, I can tell and you know it, I've been told from the one before, But I don't care and I show it She knows the score, She’s played the game, Until our lust gets sore, In bed we will remain.Birth sign: Aquarius
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