every inch

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Lay me down
I confess I love it when
You take me by the hand
Lead me to your bed
Get me out of my head
Get rid of all of my dread.
Dreams real tonight I'll find
The things of books I've read
Becoming more than what I imagined
When I saw myself between your legs 
It's a fantasy this I'm wanting from you
For all of these years of being alone
Waiting on you to come along.
Lay me down and love me
With every inch of your body.

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