Every day, I wait for you to come to me.
When you rest your head on my chest after the long day,
I know you are home! It is your Mecca, it is your Oaxaca.

When I play with your naked back,
Make you arch in the right places,
You let out a long moan and collapse on me in ecstasy…

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