See I ain’t got to get in your blouse. It’s your eye contact, that be getting me aroused, when you show me your mind, it make me wanna show you mines. Reflecting my light, when it shines, just takin our time. Before the night’s through, we could get physical too. I ain’t tryin to say I don’t wanna fuck, cause I do. But for me boo, makin love is just as much mental. I like to know what I’m gettin into.
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