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Ensnared in your touch, I feel so free.
A spider's web, where I'm caught with glee.
Like Cleopatra's asp, your love is my fate,
A whispered chant that echoes, "Come, don't hesitate."

Your touch ignites a burning fire,
Melting desire, soothing my heart's fears
In your eyes, my soul finds a home,
A place to rest, where love is known.

My heart beats fast, as if outside my chest,
We're closer than a leaf that's fallen to rest.
Like life's insurance, I want to secure our love,
Whatever brings us together, beggar can't be choosy

Hook or crook, Can we seal this moment, lock it tight?
Seconds, minutes, hours
McArthur Hunt Jr
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McArthur Hunt Jr  56/M/Baton Rouge, La
(56/M/Baton Rouge, La)   
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   railey
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