my little morning glory
your love is what I desire your touch I crave like the drug I don't have baby I would walk threw hell tonight just to hold your little hand i swear off this devil off my back cause I caress a angel on my chest I'm far from the best but. baby I could be your tomorrow your desire hope you don't mind cause your so sweet I want to sit here stay a whileand admire your beautiful ways awhile
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