Take me here
Take me there
Take me anywhere
Up against the stairs
Or maybe on that chair
Kitchen counter? Just mind the glassware
Suspended in mid air
That has quite the flare
On the bench in town square
Among the wildflowers laid bare
Hidden away in your lair
From behind, pulling my hair
I can go all night so you better prepare
Here or there
Doesn't matter where
The way your heated gaze ensnares
You can have me everywhere
(c) SA MacNeil
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