I see him in my minds eye Always aware of him but never Is he really physically here. The feelings that go through me Just as I think of him I cannot explain. Warmth seeps into my bones, My heart seems to have a mind Of its own... It speeds up like a car with the gas pedal Pushed down with no brakes to stop it. He provokes a dream that leaves nothing To the imagination... Roses on the bed, Sex so hot you need a tub of ice To cool off... I see him in my minds eye But does he see me in his. Black velvet eyes that remind You of those hot nights. A smile creases your face As you remember. Yeah you know what I mean. A body that reminds you of Greek god statues that Are so finely toned... You want to rub your hands And body all over his nonstop. Hair that is dark like the Rivers at on a pale moon night. I see him in my minds eye always Aware that he exist but Is not physically here. Does he see me in his...?
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