A 60 watt bulb in the closet rarely turns off.
I'm wrapped and thin wire disrobed for the day.
Curved end clinging tight to the wooden dowel of that
all night long postponing wednesday morning light departure
kiss. Cover my straights to their end with your cotton
dont need to wash and save for another day skin.
I was made like this so that I could hold you.
No need to postpone your return.
You're the only shirt for me.
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