Your finger was the key To unlock my back door An awkward fumbling and feeling Trying to slide it in just right- The initial shock of it sliding in Stopped it momentarily- Then continued on it's definate path. Completely in, you start to turn Unlocking the back door, Opening an uncommon part of me.
Reason for writing:
you'll figure it out
Birth sign: Gemini
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