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Teasin’ Torture

I keep your phantom in my bed when I fall asleep
It’s a feeling that I love and I wanna keep it
The illusion of your hands and your body heat
Keep occurring in my brain and the feeling’s deep

And I wanna feel your touch outside of my dreams
Not a vision, not a thought, but the real thing
I scream your name out in a lustful agony
In my pretty bed with it’s cold, hard sheets

I have a craving for your warmth and your anatomy
I want action, I want contact, skin to skin
And I need you wrapped around me and inside of me
I feel hunger and I need your flesh to feed

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