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I love your rounded lips,
that glow with carnal fire.
I love your tender bosom,
that beckons my wanton moods.
I flinch at the curvature of your lovely waistline,
And the fiendish look in your eyes.
My heart races when I steal a kiss from your luscious cheeks.
I love the way your eyes follow my every move.
Because you are my one and only,
I only think of you.
And as you hang so gracefully in my living room wall,
I must say, I’m stuck on you like glue.
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