I’m looking for my soul mate,
My hot date,
My can’t wait,
To get you out of those clothes.

I’m aching for that real touch,
My hot rush,
My heart flush,
Over the very sight of you.

I’m dreaming of your hard kiss,
My hot lips,
My deep tryst,
Just between me and you.

I’m longing for that old flame
My hot frame,
My bold game,
The one you used to listen to.

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Jaymee is the creative director and writing force behind Beaux Cooper Media. She loves to collaborate with other writers and journalists across the genres. Jaymee lives on the beautiful coast of Rhode Island with her cat, Ada, and dog, Bean.

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