seeking my knight

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seeking that special someone whom made me tingle all over last night. . . . my body aches for your touch
 
alas, damsel, I am not he
if only so easy it could be
 
If only I could touch you and caress your body with a gentle hand and satisfy your desires with animal passion we can become one.
 
alas

I am forlorn and brokenhearted, to not be the man of whom you speak so gaily. Tis but a fleeting, wandering thought in my mind, a brief picture of my hand crassesing the cream slope of my lady's bosom. If but it were I for whom thou ached, if it were for whom thou shaked, but alas, 'twas another who made thee tingle in the twighlight. But to thy dying day, my lady, I shall henceforth be your sworn knight, and shall hold your pleasure aboveth all other things.
 
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