I’ve run out of candles and incense!
And the deodorant spray I left at the store!
I do understand your need to connect…
But you’ve got me dropped to my knees,
And you are cutting off my breath!
So do that for me…
I beg you ‘Please? ‘
(whew…jeez!)
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