Don’t Call Me Babe

Don’t call me babe,

When your eyes find me and our suns start to rise,

We reach out for each other and start to surmise,

That our heat and pleasure is like no other,

Our laughter and whispers of the best we have to offer,

When we break the horizon to our next move,

To a plane that is higher and leaves a sweet swoon,

Don’t call me babe.

 

 

 

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