Your look your eyes they burn into my heart
Your face the same
Always clean cut
Your hands they touch
At the same places as before
As you opened up my door
We were here once again in this maze of tricks and games with you i always found that my senses leave me lost and all dumbfound
As you looked at me with that passion i knew that the passion you felt for me was only lust and no-where near the concept of love as our clothes came off i felt lonely as lonely as one could ever feel even though you had me in your arms that night yes that night it still haunts me still
After all the months and years of getting over you one little phone call made the difference the difference to my heart and my soul that as you wanted me i still loved you....
And let you take control...
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