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Speak to me
 
Black Man just standing there looking so good.
Iím too afraid to say anything, even if I could.

My tongue is so tied for fear you would speak..
Back to me and find me to meek.

For Iíve heard your magical voice
And just listening to it makes me so moist.

Itís frustrating knowing your body but not whatís on your mind.
I want Öno I need to get to know you to know what I might find.

To be your friend as well as your lover is what I want. Can't you believe?
Beautiful Black Man just standing there come.. speak to me

By amjdestiny

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