Lasciviousness at very best, she knows perfectly well just how this begins
Quite agog she seems to be, vim and vexed and even bawdy.
Anticipation all a flurry, reality is still a bit blurry.
Still she dances from here to there
Awaiting her beau to come calling still.
To swoop her up in his big embrace
Rough and toughness is his grace.
She adores the callous hands that soothes..
Her comfort, enwrapped in all his moves.
Though strong and tall, lean and fit
She feels so small when enveloped in his grip.
The couple’s ardor for each other, immensly sincere,
Love captivates and alleviates her fears.
From now until then, she is nothing but his.
She loves him, he loves her, they love this.
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