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i brought a ticket to ride the night train of memories

climbed on board and found

the scent of you filling my nostrils  

making my nature rise

hard as a brick

the way your breast fit in my mouth

the way i licked you from head to toe

pressing my face in what i called my sugar bowl

tasting the sweetness of you

again and again

hissing as i buried my self

deep inside you

stroking you long and hard

just the way you like it

making sweet love in the grass

thinking we were alone

your moans and sighs

making me reach my peak way too soon

the way you buried your face in my chest

my scent

your scent

became one

i watched as you slid down

and wrapped your mouth around

what you called your sugar cane

working me until my liquid sugar

spilled from me

and you never wasted a drop

the policeman shining the light on us

seeing our bodies damp and still intertwined

looking surprised and  uptight

telling us to take it home



the night train of the past had

reached its destination

making me sad

as i reluctantly depart

wiping the tears from my eyes

feeling lonely inside

cuz the memories  

take me back to you

of the love we shared

we will  never share again



sweet memories of your

satisfied body next to mine

take me back

to you

baby

to you

only you

but

these memories

of days gone by

will never

take the

place of you