being away from you is tough,
it really makes life rough.
thinking of you is my foreplay,
im swaying and feeling so gay.
making love with you is a choice,
so we need to make somewhat of a truce.
if you give into me,
i could set you free.
but then, you would never want to ever flee.
i miss our times together,
you tickle me with a feather.
my hearts all a flutter,
you melt me like butter.
i wait patiently and with love,
you can handle me with a kit glove,
loving you is shiny and bright like all the stars above.
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