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by sheena Mar 13, 2009 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
How bout this im walkin up to u and touchu while ur up on stage and start dancen on u As u rap it up, then u touch me, speak to me ,make love to me with ur words u feel my breath on ur neck, as i brush down ur neck jus a slite tease u shake puln me in with ur words, i kiss u with roaming hands ur hand brushes my face knowin u will have to leave, only another day, hold me jus one more day maken love to her is jus blis, the crowd fades, she walks away as if jus a dream.... Damn a Dream