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Quick to be angered
Hard to please
Hot and cold and bittersweet
Everything about him
Makes me weak in the knees
And yet I'm still on my feet
Cuz when he shifts his way
From bright to moody
It's just one of the fifty shades
Of his Beauty
Some call him master
Some call him a mess
Sometimes it hurts
Sometimes I want it faster
Sometimes I want less
Love comes in spurts (little spurts)
Because the gift he makes me
Is a treasure
He gives me fifty shades
Of pleasure
Doubt swiftly fades
Here's my confession:
(Goddess to god, inner goddess calling)
I crave his fifty shades
Of love and passion
Fifty shades of love...
