Laying my eyes upon you
Brings me right out of the blue
When I am sad
I turn straight to you
I think of you all day
I cannot eat
I cannot sleep
The scent of you
Makes my mind weak
You are there for me
On countless days and nights
Other women look at you
I see their looks of delight
I cannot take it anymore
You are where I want you at last
Where every chocolate bar should be
In my stomach as a succulent mass
Written by: S. Matheson 10/06/2003
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