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"I watch you through window; smell your scents in air,
Your head rested 'pon white pillow
My love seems to be unfair
At night - I cover your naked body with mine
By day - You sit above my head
At dusk - You cook me a food with smile
On nights - I whirl you around alike fan 'pon bed
You put your finger ov'r my heart;
My chest feels your warmth through hand,
I bring you wicked-love - a flavor of hurt
that makes you loving me more than a friend
As night comes - Your 'sigh' gets turned into cry
Every shimmered breath speaks up my name,
My love stands only ... for night & I know, you enjoy the game."
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