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Oh, to grab you by the shirt

and pull you in

into the shadows

where no-one could see

how I press you up against the wall

and silence your surprise with a kiss.

I’d slide your hands all over your chest;

how they’ve dreamed of this!

I’d press myself against you

and sneak under your shirt

just to touch your skin

so warm and smooth.

I’d cup my hands around your butt

it screams to be touched

and I’d leave a trail of kisses

down your neck

and grab that royal spear

through your jeans.

And when I feel your body answer me

I’ll pull away and leave you there.

It’s your turn to look me up.