Your Naked Skin In Morning Light
The light reflects in strands of hair
And bounces off your naked skin
I can not help myself but stare
Can’t help a head shake, grin
You gave yourself into my care
Allowed me to touch and sin
Fell fast asleep in this my lair
Trusted me from deep within
It was not skin, but silent glare
That really drew me in
Your loneliness, your begging were
Stronger than the gin
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