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Down on his knees
Candlelight watches what others may not,
An intimate razor, a coy beauty spot,
A toner, a tonic, a splash of glam shine,
A girl getting ready to thrill and surprise.
A tempting aroma, a body divine,
A play gel that trespasses over the line,
A giggle, a squeal, a personal touch,
A warm body lotion, a warm body rub.
Candlelight colours in bubbles galore,
An intimate hour for a girl and her thoughts,
She's got all it takes, she's got all she needs,
By midnight tonight, he'll be down on his knees.
© Joseph G Dawson