There is an acquaintance that greets me in the dark
The lonely hour if you will
She never speaks
But yet..
We're alike
Slightly
She's about 5"6
Well rounded hips
I'm 5"2 and this...with big lips
She mirrors
In many ways of her, I'm jealous
Her only job is to shadow
Sitting back to watch me like TV
Everything motioning vibe is imitated
Sublimated
Compensated
Her wardrobe is like night
50 shades of gray
I just wish she would speak
Shadow
Give me something other than silence
If she could speak what would she say?
May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 4:23 AM UTC
There is an acquaintance that greets me in the dark
The lonely hour if you will
She never speaks
But yet..
We're alike
Slightly
She's about 5"6
Well rounded hips
I'm 5"2 and this...with big lips
She mirrors
In many ways of her, I'm jealous
Her only job is to shadow
Sitting back to watch me like TV
Everything motioning vibe is imitated
Sublimated
Compensated
Her wardrobe is like night
50 shades of gray
I just wish she would speak
Shadow
Give me something other than silence
If she could speak what would she say?
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