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Christina8

His Prowess

I acquiesced to your prowess

There was not much I could do

Gave myself to you before the sun rose

All I can think of is you

 

Knowledgeable fingertips traverse your body

Every muscle memorized carefully

As if playing a fine instrument

tuned and made just for me

 

We made beautiful music together

Sounds as old as time

Can\'t wait for the next symphony

You make sleepless nights divine!