In My Mind I Picture
In my mind I picture
As I dream of her voice
Delightfully soft and sexy
Internally I rejoice
In my mind I picture
Wearing black and red
Her ebony locks in drape
Sure does knock me dead
In my mind I picture
So curvaceous in delight
Skin so peachy toned
Delicious I sight
In my mind I picture
Holding her real close
Our lips softly touching
As our minds compose
In my mind I picture
This beautiful English rose
The more I sit and ponder
My yearning grows and grows
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