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Undress

My bed is a mess and you are sitting
on my chair undress. I look at you
and see a glow of fire surrounding
every inch of your passion of beauty.
I’ll always only want you next to me,
sweet love. Oh, No. Tonight, I find
it hard not to fall even more in love
with you. Her love is a forgein dream.

My bed is a mess and you are sitting
on my chair undress. I look at you
and I can feel your body without even
touching you. I see your curly hair and
beautiful smile. My love is yours, sweet
love. You can either hold on to it or
watch it burn. I stare at you and I
hurt for you because my love is
yearning for you, sweet love.

My bed is a mess and you are sitting
on my chair undress. I look at you
and say “You are my love and our
soul will love together, forever.
If we need to let’s run away and be
free because all we need to know is that
“my soul + your soul = home.”

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