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ODE TO THE COY LOVER
She had it
all going for her
but not the ability
to be open
and honest with
her desires for
romance and
sexual pleasure;
SHE WAS A COY LOVER.
She listened and
read about the
amazing pleasures
of others, ached
for it herself, but
said no to others,
SHE WAS A COY LOVER.
Sometimes she'd wake
in the middle of the night
and feel the wetness
that had escaped
from an erotic dream;
SHE WAS A COY LOVER.
As the years slowly
claimed her youth
she still had the desire
but never ignited the fire
with another,
SHE WAS A COY LOVER.
Oh, the call is to all
COY LOVERS to wake up...
and honor your birthright.
all going for her
but not the ability
to be open
and honest with
her desires for
romance and
sexual pleasure;
SHE WAS A COY LOVER.
She listened and
read about the
amazing pleasures
of others, ached
for it herself, but
said no to others,
SHE WAS A COY LOVER.
Sometimes she'd wake
in the middle of the night
and feel the wetness
that had escaped
from an erotic dream;
SHE WAS A COY LOVER.
As the years slowly
claimed her youth
she still had the desire
but never ignited the fire
with another,
SHE WAS A COY LOVER.
Oh, the call is to all
COY LOVERS to wake up...
and honor your birthright.
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