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A couple thoughts come across my mind, 
every time I’m close to your body, 
Your body isn’t a playground, 
Although I like to watch you see saw, 
Your body isn’t a place to play around, 
Although I’d love to watch you lay around…naked, 
Your body is my temple, 
I live there, 
I can start by telling you that your eyes tell me a story of love, 
I could never stare for long before I fall in love...again, 
I’m upset every time I blink, 
A second of missing your beauty is like never seeing blue skies, 
blue water, and birds that fly together, 
After loving you my lust is extinct 

Your skin is soft like a blanket, 
I can’t wait to wrap myself in you, 
Being close to you makes my heart beat race, in a way that I can’t explain when I’m holding you, 
The first time man saw the moon can’t compare 
To The view of you in underwear, 
Let your hair down, 
I want to stare for about 10 minutes before I take you there, 
Never matters where, 

Every cut and scrape you have I wanna kiss, 
You’re a masterpiece, 
I treat each your flaws like they’re your greatest features, 
Your’e a blessing without the priest, 
Reverend or Preacher? 

I want you to feel my lips, 
Backflips with your tongue with both of my hands on your hips, 
You have me trained, 
I know tricks, 
Shit, I’ll be your German Shepard, Rot or Pit, 
We make a sweet melody, 
One guitar…one Jimi Hendrix, 
Cocaine, heroin like chemistry a natural psychotherapy,   

Just lay there so I can grant your biggest wish, 
Feel the tip of my tongue, 
Flick...Between your legs… 
Let it drip down to my lips, chin and unto the bed, 
Hear my soft whispers, 
Hear me beg for more of you, 
I adore you, 
I’m on a quest to explore you head to toe, 
This is an adventure that will never bore you, 
Take the ride, 

Your wet without a paddle or boat, 
I can taste you in my throat, 
I’m hungry like you’re my last meal…, 
Don’t give two fucks if i choke, 
It’s my life goal to make you explode, 
I’ll never leave you, 
Take my hand, 
And here we go… 
Your body knows. 

Lionel M. Bailey (Lio Mandel)