Your Lips
When I close my eyes and think of you
I imagine and see your sweet red lips
Like a perfect rose that's so full and new
Your lips I'd really like to have for keeps
I can imagine the sweetness of your kisses
Ambrosia on my lips, truly a gift from the Gods
The fulfillment of all my desire and wishes
To have you baby even if it was against all odds
So when you come home don't be surprised
If I come to you and grab you by the hips
And immediately claim my most cherished prize
A tender kiss from my lady's sweet tasting lips
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