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2004-05-12 17:04:28 ET Focus is impossible can't sit in my chair my mind wanders back to you though you aren't even there I can't control it I feel your body against mine I feel the heat between us though it's all in my min locations, positions, just seeing you nude Images fill my brain and there's nothing I can do It's like you've got a psychic hold upon my cock I can hear you lughing playfully that you'll never give it back. Don't know where you get this power or from where the addiction stems it's a torture you're not here now and I have no idea when I'll see you again and make these dreams real to grab you and hold you till you feel how I feel It's just not fair without you it just hurts I'll be thinking of you, though while using a dirty t-shirt. |
