She lead me to conclusions
To that place deep in her soul
Where her silhoutte entices me
To lose total control
Her words are honeyed phrases
That tease me to the point
Where her lips caress so softly
With her oils she does annoint
I am captured by her beauty
That shadows every whim
As she lays her magic on me
And I surrender everything
She is an inspiration to me
Far more than any picture book
She can bring me to the very edge
With just one of her come hither looks
She takes me to those places As only a woman truly can And I am just a play thing Just soft putty in her hands
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