This is how we multiply
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Pity that its not my wife
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The friction of skin
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The trembling sigh
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This is how our bodies move
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With everything that we could lose
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Pushing us deeper still
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The sheets and the sweat
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The seed and the spill
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The bitter pill yet undiscovered
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Gideon is in the drawer
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Clothes scattered on the floor
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Shes arching her back
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She screams for more
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Oh my sweet rapture
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I hear Jesus calling me home
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Finally a chance to breath
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Reaching for the fallen sheets
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Collapsing in a glowing heap
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We've gone too far
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We've done too much
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We have to quit it
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Just one more kiss
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Just one more touch
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Please 10 more minutes
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This feels so good. . .
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Just barely moving. . .
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The tension building. . .
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Our bodies working. . .
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To Reach the goal. . .
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Oh my sweet rapture
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I hear Jesus and the angels singing
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Hallelujah
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Calling me to enter the promise land.
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Rapture
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| Pedro The Lion |
