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Words rested on the tip of my tongue

when you pulled me into your embrace.
I don't know how to talk to you but I can
still smell the scent of your cologne and
see your sparkling baby blues reflecting
the warmth of the sun... and that wink.

But like the lioness pacing her cage I'll do
anything to protect my pride from the
gazes of antelopes and hyenas alike,
all watching, waiting, and mesmerized by
the sway of my hips as I go in for the kill.