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I want to but I can’t
I would but I shant
I would touch my lips to yours
My inability makes me sour as apple cores

It drives me wild it drive me mad
Then the tears flow to show I’m sad
If I had my way my tongue would wet your lips
Feeling you caress upon my hips

Sway me, tell me what you like
Take me; we’ll go on a hike
A hike, a walk, a jog
Maybe I’m being a hog

I want you for me, to be your better half
Move your hands higher then my calf
Oh touch my leg, my thigh
My thigh? Oh my! How high?

Move your hands higher
Move your hands in desire

Do you want me too?
Do I make you blue?

I want you, I want to touch you
Feel you, in away, taste you

When I’m around you, your make me wet
If you doubt me, I would take that bet
I would take your hand and place you in
I would show you… but then you would have me pinned