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By Randy Hayes. Submitted by Randy1 Date: 2007 Oct 12 Comment on this Work [[2007.10.12.22.41.5154]] |
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Is his heart cold, and covered with dust? Is your heart warm, and consumed with lust? Conjure me... Please conjure me. Are your nights filled, with a longing inside? As you burn in your loins, with urgings denied. Conjure me... Please conjure me. I know the fire, burning deep in your soul. How sometimes things, can get out of control. Conjure me... Please conjure me. Your hands are warm, your lips are wet. You touch them gently, but you're not finished yet. Conjure me... Please conjure me. As he lays there sleeping, you think of me. Your fingers start slowly, then increase rapidly. Conjure me... Please conjure me. Dipping and darting, Push and then pull. Use me my lover, for I am your tool. Conjure me... Please conjure me. Your chest it is heaving, as your breaths now increase. Moving rapidly closer, to cherished release. Conjure me... Please conjure me. Your hips trust sky ward. Loud moans leave your lips. He rolls over, as your breath comes in sips. Conjure me... Please conjure me. I'm stowed in your mind now, till I'm needed again. Your one Ghostly Lover, Your truest best friend. Conjure me... Again... Please conjure me. |