Love is on the horizon, I feel my temperature rising, you give me fever, like the flu, I moan when we. . . [screw], baby I love you, as long as your true, and do what you do, to me, I'm free, when you leave me burning with passion, you're my soul's desire, my eyes reflect embers, when you light my fire, I got fever, not rheumatic, you're love makes me do acrobatic, flips, my heart skips, I'm burnin for you, as long as you're true, I love what you do, to me, I'm free. . . My temperature is rising, Love is on the horizon, you're love is surprising, yet you made me a believer, I got nothing but love for you babe, You give me fever.
Reason for writing:
<a href="http://www.zyworld.com/10718649.fc/index.htm"> All about ERICA! Heee hawwww!</a>
Birth sign: Libra
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