*Sexual Rebirth* (0)

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By *****Junior Walker*****

Babes Having sex doesn’t make you a whore; I can take your virginity, And then make you pure. Let me take my soft hands And unbutton the silk jacket Of fear from over your frail shoulders Come on babes, don’t fight it. Surrender to me your shirt, The fabric full of misguidance and insecurity. Relax babes, It’s just you and me Let’s liberate you from your jeans Previously kept on by unanswered questions And a built up mistrust of all boys Say goodbye to all the past deceptions And set free your body from the neglect As your bra and knickers fall to the floor; See I told you babes This is the true meaning of pure, Label this the rebirth as you immerge Beautiful with new concepts all positive Immerge in my soft hands Taken,surrendered,liberated and set free from all negative.

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