My Man ( you know who you are)
How did he get here,
in my heart?
Where did he come from,
did he fall from the sky?
Why is he here,
stuck in my thoughts?
I just know,
he will break my heart.
His touch I feel,
and I have not felt.
His lips I've kissed,
and I have not yet.
His arms wrap around me,
as I feel his breath,
on the back of my neck,
yet still it hasn't,
happened yet.
To feel his touch,
that's what I crave.
To kiss his lips,
mmm I can taste him.
To have him hold me,
that's what I need.
Soon he will see,
that what I say,
is not bullshit,
as he says!
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