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Gorgeous motherfucker

You don't know what you mean to me

I'd like to walk with you hand in hand

And fuck you by the sea

You're just so bad you're good

Mae West would have approved

You're an everyday cassanova,

I know this by all the hearts you've moved.

Sweetheart in the morning,

When you are gone away from my side,

And King Lucifer in all his prowess

When the tenderness subsides.

When you look at me it's almost holy,

I'm a temple for you still,

And whether sancitifed or dessecrated

You may never love me, but love you I always will.

When I go to sleep each night,

I pray to God to abate the light

And prolong the coming of a rosy dawn

So that I may dream of you the whole night long.