she didn't understand
why i wouldn't fuck
i'm not that type of guy
i prefer to make love
leave your problems at the door
along with shoes and clothes
open up your pores
ask the heart...it knows
time is unlimited
only the feeling exists
our breathe in sync
as we sway back n forth
each time unlike the previous
every time you want more
here i am waiting
just leave your things at the door
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