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Sweet
Release By
L.S.Johns In
your arms I longed to be, my head beside your pounding My
wanting lips to yours, our flesh now implores it's Our
flesh so warm and tender, Our
days filled with madness, and passion and distress, My
wanting lips to yours, our flesh now implores it's Only
a women could know my intense desire for you, Your
body close to mine, My
wanting lips to yours, our flesh now implores it's Within
our souls we know, burn in hell they say, Their
loathsome signs painted in doom, for only a bride and I
for one digress this preaching of distress upon my love for My
wanting lips to yours, our flesh now implores it's Within
our lives we have but one life to enjoy, we'll
burn in the abyss they yell, I don't believe in hell, and Your
body close to mine, Forever and a day, I love you still
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