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Your Door

Once, I stood naked, sweet fool at your door. A free spirit in chains, cold on my feet, Aching  for answers, my back on your floor! Words,you said, only complicate things more, Yet secrets slipped while gripping the sheets. Once,  I stood naked,sweet fool at your door. Lips whispered I was unique to explore. I blushed under the rhythm of your beat, Aching for answers, my back on your floor! Two hearts racing like never before, On fire, you shook, writhing in my  heat! Once, I stood naked, sweet fool at your door. The love in your eyes was hell to ignore.  As you were leaving our tears were discrete,  Aching for answers, my back on your floor! It's my fault you don'n sleep there anymore! I knew better, still, I crept down your street. Once, I stood naked, sweet fool at your door, Aching for answers my back on your floor! -Tiffany Dawn 2010

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