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It's nine o'clock at night
And I am on the phone
My husband is ready for bed,
and won't leave me alone
kissing me on the back of my neck
rubbing my shoulders and what the heck
I whisper honey go away
No not him he wants to play.
I tell my boss that I have to go
I roll over into his arms.and you know
He makes my world just melt away
Here in his loving arms
Is where I want to stay
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a passionate love poem, any style, any length. Try to make us feel the heat and passion of your lovers without being vulgar or blatant. It has to be clean enough so you don't need to put any warnings on your poem.
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Author Notes
Even after being married for twenty four years I still feel the same way
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