Just one nightPerhaps a chance to see
Was it real or just make-believe?
Hot wet sweaty sex
Private dancing that’s for sure
Well worth the wait
But I was hoping for much more
Silly for me to do
Who wants what is taken?
Everyone it seems
And they are all mistaken
It’s not really sweeter
Because it’s forbidden
It is what it is
No motives are hidden
But it in the end is was wishes
Evaporating with the dawn
I knew in the morning
It was time to move on
Nothing but smiles
Glowing at the table
Even though no fairytale
Ending for this fable
Reality has a bad habit
Of throwing a brick at your head
Don’t you know better?
Is what I hear it said
2 weeks invested
With one hell of a return
A friend for life
And a love that was yearned
Thanks for the pics Mo . . .
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