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Love's Game

When I'm done with you,

my inner thighs are sore

 

Yet, when I make it home 

my body screams for more

 

I quiver with thoughts,

feelings from the night before 

 

My body is a temple,

I love when you explore

 

Every hidden corner,

every secret door

 

Playing love's game, 

I promise not to keep score.

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