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Vanilla Ice Cream

Take me on a bus ride late at night

Ghosts crowding the empty seats

Handles clapping in applause 

Lazy blinking cheap beams

Take me on a train ride late at night

On these rocky floors of a ship deck

The Howling wind with a speeding ticket

Goosebumps teasing your skin

Take me on a taxi ride late at night

Messy teenagers escaping our blues

Whizzing city lights like paparazzi

Stealing kisses in the backseat

Take me on a bike ride late at night

Like a hero riding to save the world

Seems like a dramatic movie scene

When the end credits roll, I hope you're there too

Take me on a ferry ride late at night

The sky is dark and the air is pink

His bow drawn, Cupid waits

“Shoot!” We scream.

Take me out on a walk late at night

Your hand in mine, red strings interlocked

Two hearts exploding with love

And the taste of chocolate on our lips

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Number Twelve

Oh dearest, let me kiss those pretty lips 

Let me wrap my fingers around your neck

Stay, my darling, my arms cradling your hips

Lean down, and perhaps I'll let you another peck

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Number Eleven Point Five

Tomorrow, I'll shy away from your smirking eyes

My ears turning a flustered pink

And you'll lean and whisper, "What a pretty colour"

Then saunter off with a seductive wink

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Number Eleven Point Four

Your cheeks adorned with a lovely blush

"Be not loud, dear,' you murmur, "Hush"

Gasps of love echoing against these walls

Oh, pray, they do not hear us from across the halls

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Number Eleven Point Three

Taste of chocolate on your coffee skin

Your touch burns and makes my head spin

Sucking on my handprints on your neck 

By dawn, I'll be a moaning wreck

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Number Eleven Point Two

Your tongue tangled with mine

Like red ribbons, our hands entwine

Pop, pop, pop there goes my buttons

In the dim glow, my eyelashes flutter

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Number Eleven Point One

Eyes undressing me inch by inch

Gazes locked as if bewitched

Demons of lust roam their fingers 

Eros, with her hungry grin, lingers

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Number Ten

"Love a man," they said, such a silly rule

"Or you shall go to hell too"

Seeing me scrawl these love poems for you

They murmur, 'Oh what a fool'   

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Number Nine

'Draw me like one of your made-up girls'

"Play with me like you play with your strings"

"Sing to me when you wash down my curls"

'Spoil me until my fingers are full of rings'   

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Number Eight

Your tender voice is all the music I hear

My beloved, I wish you were near

I do not want our love story to end

Please love me to the void we descend

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Number Seven

Hold my dainty wrists above my head

Ruin and devour me with your tongue 

Clenching the tangled sheets of your bed 

Suck on my scarlet lips til you're drunk 

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Number Six and a Half

Day and night I crave for you

To let you steal my breath

And to feed you sugary delights

And to trail open-mouthed kisses down your neck

And to fondle your full soft bosom

And to tease your ample thighs

And to hear your soft moan in my ear  

And to lie with my head on your chest

So I can fall asleep to the lull of your heartbeat

And wake up to the sound of your voice

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Number Five

When the night comes you'll hear my plea

Your sweet name spilling from my lips

Sweat adorning skin stripping down on me

Wet kisses dancing with your fingertips

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Number Four

"Madam, was she right in the head?"

She eyes me as I stroke your glove

Then she sighs as she looks at me dead

"No, lassie, that's a fool in love"  

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Number Three

Hold my hand and dance with me

Pray do not lose me in the crowd

When you whisper naughty secrets in my ear

Please, I beg you, be not so loud  

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Number Two

Over the moon and over the cliff 

I hurl myself for you

Honeysuckle notes from your riff

Do I love you? Hmm, perhaps I do

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Love Poems

I'm not Poe or Shakespeare or Blake

Yet my heart is so full of you 

Writing of you till my fingers ache

Till the Dawn draws her curtains blue