A sweet pleasure made by he,
I can't deny it further, no way.
If he be whom he claims to be,
Then dang, I'm in love with ye.
What sweet pleasures can be had,
through the words of a man older...
What sweet desires are fulfilled,
through the cuteness of a man clever...
Cute and nice, if only it were he,
I'd melt all over. Yes, if only...
Oh, if only I could see the face of thee,
to know if it is my long lusted being...
Mmmm....he is keen in thought.
Makes me ponder his motives,
What is he doing this dear one?
He's a sly one, if only I knew his motives,
but he plays hide and seek with his fellow poet's.
Like a thief in the night, he's causing a fright,
but for the the lust had in me I enjoy every bite.
Don't tell me this baby is more clever than I,
don't tell it to me cause this fire's already so fly...
A provocation of lust and pleasure
all stems from the mystery of another
Would he reveal his dearness and kiss me once
fulfilling in a way, all my wants....
Dang, baby you so fine,
sweet and tasty like fine wine.
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