You sit on the dark desk
Cross legged with subtle invitation
Maybe I am dreaming about it
The hidden surprise enriching soul
With eyes on glow
The smile bewitching the poor me
How am I to compete?
In your subtle world?
Take me to your cocoon
I can live and stay
This is a simple way
The strokes in the bush
Maybe you don't say
The subtle message to play
Catch the eye of me
“Baby you aren't going away”
The picture tells a story
Of a simple woman
A touch of modernity
Engaging in smiliarity
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