Standing there, across the room,
So tall, so fine, so sure.
Could I meet this handsome man?
In what manner could I lure?
Gazing upon his exquisite form,
He moved with careless grace.
Desire ravaged me every time
A smile crossed his face.
By evening's end, I was wrecked,
A quivering pile of lust.
Never exchanging a single word.
My mouth was dry as dust.
Left as total strangers,
The path I'll never take.
My imagination knows him well,
As it makes my body quake.
We coupled a thousand times,
In a million different ways.
He blew my mind with his love
And will do so for many days.
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