He stood there in his quietness
His dark complected skin
Eyes full of mystery
Lips that could make you sin
His voice as smooth as chocolate
He's calling out my name
And everytime he says it
I always feel the same
I yearn to taste his sweatness
Feel his hands caress my neck
Travel down my shoulder
And rest upon my chest...
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