Fantasy I’m in

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You my man, my boo, my sheikh
The one I stand under, the one who’s protectin’me

You’re the sugar in my coffee
The sweet in my tea
Good to the last drop
Oh taste and see

You make my liver quiver
My knees buckle too
Oh how I love
How you do what you do

To me by just breathing a sigh
Of relief in my presence
So tellin’
So effervescent

No tellin’ the secrets between us
We be clinging too tough,

to the touch

Running from reality
Straight recovering

from my,
fantasy

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