Under the covers
winds blowing blood flowing,
I'm feeling the gentle breeze- Intimacy,
with the company of the Isley Brothers soothing my testosterone
I'm reaching for the telephone,
I answer and it's you, I'm here baby,
this is the last call
you are going to make
as I hand you my plate
through the phone
just so you can get a taste
of what is here already baked
and waiting for you, I will provide
you with that 5-course meal of security,
so listen carefully
this is something that is very dear to me
the ability to express my honesty
while describing my vulnerability poetically
All by Myself
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