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The Mind Is A Powerful Thing
Does his touch arouse you the way mine does?
Does his kiss enflame you the mine does?
When he tells you he loves can you hear his heart speak?
When there is silence can you read his thoughts?
When he holds you close can you feel his love?
Does he ever just surprise you with flowers with verses
of love?
Is there ever a moment, just a fleeting moment
That without you in his life you feel he would surely die
That without him in your life you would surely do the
same
When he’s touching your skin and you’re quivering
within
Do you ever imagine you’re with me and not him?
In a moment of passion when you’re losing your mind
Has my name crossed your lips so he could hear?
Or did you moan it softly as you imagined it was me
inside
Every moan of passion, every thrust your body rises to
meet
Every kiss of your nipples, teeth gently tugging
Your breasts he’s cupping, he’s whispering something
His name you’re calling but it’s me you’re loving
It’s my hardened sex you imagine thrusting in your
wetness
It’s my hands you feel massaging your body all over
It’s my tongue you feel driving you crazy under the
covers
When you’re done and cuddled in his arms
Do you cry inside and pray for the day to arrive
It will be me doing all those things
When I’m back in your life.
Dean Jean-Pierre
( I don’t even remember writing this or why I wrote it.)
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