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Pillow Talk
Pillow Talk
You call to me,
To return to your warm embrace.
I've only just left you,
Your marks on my skin, I can trace.
Your softness in my memory,
the hours we've spent tangled together.
Then harsh reality,
Rings loudly in my ears, dreams severed.
Until tonight my sweet,
I'll long for you with my whole heart.
Thank God for the weekend,
For days my BED and I needn't part!
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Crystol Woods
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