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15 Sprite

    My partner today is my partner every weekend


    He would meet me outside the bar


    I would order champagne


    But he would buy me sprite


    I love sprite


    He calls me by name I call him my lover


    Sweet and gorgeous and rich and molded in perfection


    Every night he would bow down before me


    Kiss the back of my hand


    Slide his hands around my waist


    Making me moan like a girl a normal girl


    Squealing with nothing but passion


    His queen


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    His lover


    His property


    On top of my mountain he would stay


    Torturing the bed till it screams with me


    And when hes done


    The fire in his touch is gone


    Pull his length off my opening


    Leaving me alone and craving for more


    As he showers scrubbing all of me


    Out to the drain


    While his memories are dripping


    Out of my drain


    Remembering how we burned with passion


    How we will burn with passion next week


    I remain the same


    I tremble like a fragile kitten


    Until he leaves the shower


    Where he would return without another word


    Like Im a fairy


    Im a ghost


    Im a river sprite


    Handing me the usual bill


    As I see the halo shines around his finger


    I would take it


    As he push me away when I attempt to peck his cheeks


    He loves me so much


    And I know its true


    Cuz he says it so


    As his palms collide with the hills below my back


    And with the voice of thunder


    My love


    My king


    My god


    Would proclaim


    "The greatest mistake I''ve ever made was loving you."


    Thus I know he loves me too


    And as he closes the door behind him


    I would remember his face his body his everything


    So hot filled with passion


    I would thrust my fingers in


    Remembering how he picked


    The lock of my entry way


    And I remember him


    I remember him I remember him I remember him


    As tears flow down


    But not just through my eyes


    Death is always served with sprite


    A treat all has the right to take


    Something I very much anticipate


    I''m so happy


    That my lover serves me sprite every weekend
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