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Created on: June 21, 2008
YOUR LIPS
your hand so soft,softer in age all these years and your still mine
I ask the man in heaven what i did everday
to be blessed with your love
tingle with a slight breathe
bumps with the softest touch
oh man what a rush
I wanna lay you down let your hair come out
touch your ankle to thigh with my fingertips
soft and slow
kiss your lips
wwwwwwwwwooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwww
I come home and there you are as sexy as ever
no time the kids are still up
the nights are supposed to get lonely
but with you it gets hotter
and hotter till I can't breathe
I wanna lay you down let your hair come out
touch your ankle to thigh with my fingertips
soft and slow
kiss tour lips
wwwwwwwwwwwwwoooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
Time is the target for us the more the better
I want you more than ever
forever and ever i do
let's go I can't wait
I'll get the candles and brandy
you bring you
oh man what a rush
I wanna lay you down let your hair come out
touch your ankle to thigh with my fingertips
soft and slow
kiss your lips
wwwwwwwwwwwwoooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww w
Your hand so soft,softer in age all these years and your still mine
I ask the man in heaven what I did everday
to be blessed with your love
tingle with a slight breathe
bumps with the softest touch
Oh MAN what a rush
I wanna lay you down let your hair come out
touch your ankle to thigh with my fingertips
saft and slow
kiss your lips
wwwwwwwwwwwwwwoooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww wwwwwwww
lay you down
fingertips
your lips
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