Can I

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With eyes I find myself misplaced in
Mind that I wish to lock myself inside
I swear her body is a ride
I hope to never lose control
Your smile you should never hide
It's becoming a reason why I wake up
My eyes are just windows for My heart
And it never wanted to stay at home since it saw you
Can I rest my hands on your curves?
Can I rest my lips on yours?
If it becomes a bumpy ride, can I grab onto your ass?
Last thing I want to do is lose control

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