He is the jazz in my left thigh
And the red Hot apple candy in my eye
You see no need for others to compete
Cause he is my symphony beat
To all the music I need
And when he whispers sweet nothings in my ear
Everything is so clear and all my fears disappear
His kisses are much more than just a kiss
One of the things I that I miss in state of bliss
The eyes that look into my soul
That tells an erotic story untold
To my lonely broken heart
Reinsurance that we will never part
His sensual touch roaming across my body
Await with anticipation signaling I am ready
Burn with ecstasy
Moaning as I breath
Leaves me wet as the Caribbean Sea
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