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Underneath
My spirit resides under the bed,
often to lean over, letting her know
in graphic detail,
these idea's,
naughty ones,
me and him
in my head
She's my twin in desire,
I so just have to share,
my lonely days spent practicing
like he was right there,
watching me move;
It's ok I'd say
second drawer down
pick something you fancy,
I'll be your naughty girl I swear..
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