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Could i ever run out of things to say,
about the way you make me feel to be,
the man in your eyes that you always see,

please take my hand and come play with me,
you'll see that our hearts are in sync,
like a flirting text and a tempting wink,

i'm aching to think i could be without you,
writing all about you to try and calm,
the gnawing thought of holding your palm,

running my fingertips on your arm,
like i was dipping my fingers into the ocean,
and running them slowly in a back and forth motion,

just reach for the lotion and i'll gently rub your back,
knots mark the target for all my attention,
how beautiful you are grasps all my attention,

why waste what we have in a gazing eye tension,
if you would hold out your hand and let me know,
i'd grab it and let you take me where ever you go.