Sunday, May 20, 2012

MEMIORS OF A LONELY HOUSE WIFE

NOTHING FEELS BETTER THEN SMELLING YOUR COLOGNE, WHEN IM IN YOUR T-SHIRT AT HOME ALL ALONE..SINGIN ALL THE LYRICS TO OUR FAVORITE SONG WHEN I THINK ABOUT OUR LOVEMAKING ITS LIKE  A SCENE FROM OUR FAVORITE PORN...THE HOUSE IS ALL CLEANED AND YOUR DINNERS ON STOVE IM LOOKING LIKE DESSERT WAITING FOR YOU TO WALK THROUGH THE DOOR..I HEAR YOUR KEYS TURN MY HEART SKIPS A BEAT AFTER ALL THESE YEARS YOUR STILL THE MAN OF MY DREAMS..YOU WALK IN WITH A SMILE ON YOUR FACE '' LIKE BABY I BEEN THINKING ABOUT  YOU MOST OF THE DAY" PUT MY ARMS AROUND HIS  NECK AND OUR KISS IS SO DEEP AND THATS WHEN I SNAP OUT OF MY FANTASY..SAYING TO MYSELF THIS IS HOW IT SHOULD ACTUALLY BE.. BUT WHEN HE COMES HOME HE BARELY NOTICES  ME  HE SAYS WHAT UP SOMETIMES I GET A KISS ON THE CHEEK HE DROPS HIS BAG OFF AND THEN HE'S BACK IN THE STREET...OH HOW I WISH  THAT HE STILL LOVED ME

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