In the corner
of a nest
she's trying to take rest
but the restless heart is missing
his body, hugs and kissing
his faith, love and support
only his shirt as her escort
holding on to a humane pillow
when like a rocket she could blow
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under his stem like elbow
in satisfaction's dim glow
but now in the ashes it's burning low
Like a grill she ignites so slow
Like rain he comes so quick
Wet are the matchsticks
Unable to roast a toast so big
Front or bottom, everything she digs
She prefers long nights for one minute gigs
Sweet and sour she licks
