MAYBE, MAYBE NOT
The secret's for he and I
The things I only tell my guy
He might think I talk a lot
Write about the way he leaves me hot
That's as far as it goes
The rest of the story he knows
Because there's some stuff better left unsaid
Unless it's to the one whom shares your bed
Secret that's fond
A special agreement
That's the way of the bond
Held by intimate cement.
3/10/2007 0500 cj
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