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I walk past the bed.
He catches me,
unfastens my necklace,
and lays it on the dresser.
He lifts my shirt above my head.
I let down my hair
and it cascades in long,
chestnut-colored ringlets
down my back.
As he turns my shoulders
I face him and unhook my bra.
He slides the straps
over my shoulders
and down my arms.
Exposed,
I'm a little chilled,
and he notices the
goose bumps
over my breasts.
He pulls me
against him,
walks me back
to the bed,
and lays me
down to warm me up.
He catches me,
unfastens my necklace,
and lays it on the dresser.
He lifts my shirt above my head.
I let down my hair
and it cascades in long,
chestnut-colored ringlets
down my back.
As he turns my shoulders
I face him and unhook my bra.
He slides the straps
over my shoulders
and down my arms.
Exposed,
I'm a little chilled,
and he notices the
goose bumps
over my breasts.
He pulls me
against him,
walks me back
to the bed,
and lays me
down to warm me up.
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