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You Wear Me Well
As planned, I'm bared by feeling when the night
Storms are darkest; and dreams are far away;
A thousand ideas burn; there's sheer delight
From enjoyment in raindrops, as they play
Against wet window panes; my eyes, half-closed,
Compare leaves on the sill to the soft skin
That you hold in your hands, as I'm disposed
And readied for your presence deep within;
The moon may cull my tears until dawn breaks;
And you may grunt and thrust; your echo falls
Upon my ears: I've heard, that when you wake,
I'm to find I am filled, feeling your balls
Are close to emptying - it's all in hand
You wear me well; I'm your path - just as planned.
Storms are darkest; and dreams are far away;
A thousand ideas burn; there's sheer delight
From enjoyment in raindrops, as they play
Against wet window panes; my eyes, half-closed,
Compare leaves on the sill to the soft skin
That you hold in your hands, as I'm disposed
And readied for your presence deep within;
The moon may cull my tears until dawn breaks;
And you may grunt and thrust; your echo falls
Upon my ears: I've heard, that when you wake,
I'm to find I am filled, feeling your balls
Are close to emptying - it's all in hand
You wear me well; I'm your path - just as planned.
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