In my dreams
He comes to me like a thief
In the night
Touching me with heavy hands
And soft words
Polishing my porcelain skin
Making me Shine
I still don't understand
Why
Sultry and wistful
Sensual and salacious
Loaded and forbidden
If he only knew...
Under Him
My Life could be over
No matter how hard I try
I can't cleanse him from my mind
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