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The knowledge of focus and reality - a loving, sweet intimacy - a semi-erotic office poem. |
| A rendezvous, nightcap, she’ll never discourage; Her rampant libido, that marvelous urge - A hunk’s fine physique is needed to purge Her business referrals and requisite surge… A common exec, quite lovely and fit - Worsening levels are never worth shit… Thinking so cutesy, that guy is so it - Boardroom to bedroom - no need for a respite. Sexy brains, curves, to excellent masses… Dines with the cuties showing great asses. Mixed drinks a-plenty - the scent of molasses. Notebooks and laptops, cigs, reading glasses… Gently made up, wearing expert attire… Above-average looks and one healthy desire, Improving positions before they respire… Shades are now drawn, and the room is on fire… A gorgeous exec and that body’s extent - Corporate ladders, energies spent. A super-fine babe for this dear’s heaven sent. Naughty, cool angel - barefoot ascent… |