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Can I?

Can I look into your eyes and dream the dream of lovers?
Can I kiss your lips and feel the sensation of your soul flow as we kiss like teenagers,

long lasting, hot, passionate, and fun.

Can I?

Can I hold your hand as we walk through that park or to the store or in the mall and pretend like our bodies are linked at the fingers like I feel my soul is to you?

Can I call you though out the day to tell you that you are on my mind and I miss the sounds of your voice in my ear as we played the old school games of talking on the phone all night long,

no words to speak but that sounds of our breath as we fall asleep fighting the ideas of who will hang up first.

Can I??

Can I send you flowers every other day, just because and for no other reason but?

.
Can I welcome you home after a long day of work?

Rub on your feet, cook you a meal and show you, your womans worth?

Can I?

Can I love you from the top of your head to the tips of your toes,

And move my love into you until our love over flows,

Can I remove the blouse that I bought you to revel the breasts that your parents made you,

and as I love to kiss and suck on you,

as your head falls back and fourth from enjoyment of my tongue that has found it way all over your nipples, ever so hard they might be?

Can I?

Can I lay you on the bed and I fight to taste your love,

feeling your body shake as my tongue continues to box with your fun,

round after round, after orgasmic round.

Can I slide my love up the inside of your legs to the walls of your palace, fight against your armies and knights to show your queen,

That I am her Knight and that she is what I am here to please?

Can I?

Can I make you call out my name, dig wounds in my back and make my neighbors hate me for hours or until you have walked 10x into your forbidden garden and nurtured your flowers?

Can I hold you in my arms for the rest of the time, til you fall asleep

And keep you keep you held strong when your soul has fallen week?

Can I wake with you the next morning and cook you breakfast?
Can I be yours?
Can I be?
Can I?

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