you should be here
my arms should be where
you wear your scarf beneath your hair
i should be touching you, like this
letting my fingers do the walking
darting down your hips
marching up your thighs
parting apart your lips
so, i can kiss'em
listen; i'm pretty efficient
at granting wishes &, filling in blanks
giving what you've been missing, without angst
this isn't, what you think it is; it ain't
game's just something explained
this'll make you faint
or, leave you drained, like you came
you like dudes right?
well, what i do is like, put emphasis
on the significant parts
that make hearts skip beats & relieve plights
like, when i flex my arms, discreetly
i only do it, when you sneak a squeeze, to feel my might
like i don't know what you're doing
like sweety please, yeah right; size me up
i slid beneath a mist of eqyptian musk
just cause, i knew, you'd steal a whiff or two
& fantasize about me licking you, from back to front
lifting you, up against
something you can stick your butt against
wrapping your arms around me, as you cum intense
screaming, while daydreaming
believing every song streaming's
a pretense about us thrust in lust, making a mess
creaming up your flesh, under your dress
or whatever you wear
agreeing with me, yeah, you should be here
you should be here
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