By: David W. Clare

She reads my mind
Hates to be his slave
Oh, how I crave her now!

She pretends, not to see my eyes watching her every move...

...fire in the night: glows between her frightened thighs...

She puts on her makeup, it's her only disguise...

Men, wear no make up; afraid-not to speak lies...

Women wear makeup to hide their alibis...

She pretends!


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