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who`s that man? his ebony skin does not draw me over miles of sea and plateau it draws me over seas of emotions blockin all notions over seas of unfulfilled relationships with his tender lips over plateau of the high from his sweat drenched form calling me, deliciously lost in him, I`m gone!
His deep sweet sweet voice does not call to my ears it kisses them with words that trancend every dimension sizzling , tantalizing with and without intention no hesitation shooting arrows coated with Intelligence, Humor , Creativity................ Je ne sais quoi 1, 2 ,3...... (all) bulleyes need I say more he `s got me y`all
cj 7/1
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