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Lying On Our Bed
Lying on our bed
Massaging your feet
Moving hands slowly
Along your calves to your knees
You're reading a book
I can't see your eyes
I take a bold risk
Kissing inside of your thighs
I guide your knees open
You don't make a move
So I become braver
Finding more skin that is smooth
I peer over top
Of the book that you read
To try and get a sense
If you are content and well pleased
But your eyes don't reveal
Any feelings inside
So I remain nervous
In agony to decide
But the blood in my body
Makes me act in such haste
And sends my hand wandering
Along your legs to your waist
Am I now going
Too far and too fast?
Or will you allow entry
Beyond this barrier I've passed
My fingers arrive
At your cotton and lace
And I brush my hand over
As if making a mistake
And now I can see
That your eyes have just closed
So I touch there again
Under the edge of your clothes
And something inside
Emboldens me with strength
And I gently remove
The garment guarding your chaste
I turn out the light
The book falls to your chest
You welcome my touch
And my hands do the rest
Massaging your feet
Moving hands slowly
Along your calves to your knees
You're reading a book
I can't see your eyes
I take a bold risk
Kissing inside of your thighs
I guide your knees open
You don't make a move
So I become braver
Finding more skin that is smooth
I peer over top
Of the book that you read
To try and get a sense
If you are content and well pleased
But your eyes don't reveal
Any feelings inside
So I remain nervous
In agony to decide
But the blood in my body
Makes me act in such haste
And sends my hand wandering
Along your legs to your waist
Am I now going
Too far and too fast?
Or will you allow entry
Beyond this barrier I've passed
My fingers arrive
At your cotton and lace
And I brush my hand over
As if making a mistake
And now I can see
That your eyes have just closed
So I touch there again
Under the edge of your clothes
And something inside
Emboldens me with strength
And I gently remove
The garment guarding your chaste
I turn out the light
The book falls to your chest
You welcome my touch
And my hands do the rest
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