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It's Two O'Clock in the Morning Will I never know The touch of her skin again? Will I never know the thrill of waking up beside someone I really love? Will I never know the tenderness of her lips and the darting of her tongue in my mouth, and on my nipples? Will I never know the ecstasy of her nails across my back, and her hands searching for hidden pleasures? And will I never know again the sweetness of her breath as she mouths the words, "I love you." Will I ever know? |
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Oh, just another one of my lost loves!
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