Blush
By scatman
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You're naked, you're nude, you're bearing it all,
But you say, "please stop looking at me Paul",
When you're in the buff you hate to be viewed,
It's like you think it's a crime to be nude,
Your complexion turns a shade of bright red,
You hide under the covers of my bed,
It is a strange habit I must confess,
To worry about your state of undress,
If it were me I would not give a hoot,
I'd spend all day long in my birthday suit,
Your figure is a pleasure to behold,
How many times do you have to be told,
If I could I'd sit and watch you all day,
Given the chance I'd chuck your clothes away,
Some girls would kill for a body like yours,
So don't feel it belongs behind closed doors,
I'll keep on kissing you from head to toe,
Simply because I just want you to know,
I adore every inch of your sweet skin,
And showing it off is never a sin,
You could be commando, that's fine by me,
You could be topless, I'd still want to see,
The point of all that I've said so far?
I like you and your body just the way you are!
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