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By ~Harem~ Date: 2007 Nov 24 Comment on this Work [[2007.11.24.11.50.4384]] |
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You had all the ingreadients to bake me a cake You had all the spices you had what it takes To make me a woman enticed by your charms to make me a lady enwrapped in your arms The fairytale romance was there for the taking the chemistry was perfect and I was ready for baking But you went out of sequence when blending your dough you rushed and you scrambled you never learned "slow" For baking my cake is the foreplay of love the slower the teasing the warmer the glove For I am a deer with the heat of the chase prolonging my passions and not about face A complex soft creature that scares like a dove What a pure shambles that ruined our love. ~Harem~ ` |