The walk

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Walk with me in the dark ,feel my body heat my

pulse rises Pulling your hair, kissing your neck  and

tasting your lips.I persuade your  beautiful body,I lay

you down on the dry  leafs as the cool night breeze

Blows your hair your sent drives me insane craving you

like a creature out of hell feasting on your flesh my

love you are my drug my everything  my queen.

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