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A quickie
Laying on the couch behind her
the blinking glow of the television
lit up the room like neon lights.
We made love all day
with only our eyes and conversation.
When she lifted her leg up and giggled
it was her invitation to let me in.
And when our clothes came off
I couldn't tell you for the life of me
what we had been watching
the blinking glow of the television
lit up the room like neon lights.
We made love all day
with only our eyes and conversation.
When she lifted her leg up and giggled
it was her invitation to let me in.
And when our clothes came off
I couldn't tell you for the life of me
what we had been watching
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