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    It is my mental status that u got open/not to beg for my legs and whats

    in between my thighs that make ya man rise/at attention/that caught

    you off focus plez know this/through my eyes u see no demise but

    beauty from our beholder sayin jus to hold her/ close/chocolate velvet

    chairs pressed arm 2 arm fingertips touch jus inches away from a long

    awaited orgasim/and in my mind thoughts of blistering fire between us

    grew stronger/ but all the while i waited for this complete painting to sell

    to the highest bidder/ lookin out into the crowd someone whispered my

    name/i turned 2 look /all the while it was you/that made luv to my mind

    the whole time so quite playin.......

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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