Getting bit

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By Levina_Michelle

You're the electric pulse That makes my heart beat You’re the green grass That tickles my feet You’re the sunshine That makes me feel warm and soft You’re the fire That melts away the frost Names need not be said As you lay next to me On this soft bed My cheeks blushing red Smiles glowing bright Please don’t leave my sight You bring such delight You’re the candle light That lets me see How wonderful things can be Flying high and free You’re my wings That lifts me high in the sky Your touch so genteel It drives me mental The look on your face Knits lace Butterflies in my stomach You know who you are In my mind you never too far As we lay Let me just say Those three words That we both know too well Oh hell I’ve been bit So hard But I see no reason to throw a fit Just play the card In hopes I don’t have to hit That bug into shards

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