I am sitting on my bed In your shirt Holding your bear Listening to your tape Holding on to your memory While below me She is dancing An exotic little girl She is singing Of unity and harmony As she burns Gap insence So soothing I could Watch her until I drift into A sea of you She smiles and says I Have nice toes And can she touch them I say yes And she pulls me down To dance
Reason for writing:
Tabby
Birth sign: Libra
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