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Jun 2017
Here I am
A waiting story
Yes, i am
An open book
I spin a tale of
Conquest, glory
I wait for you to
Take a look

I'll take you
Through your fantasies
My storyline will
Make you sigh
See my green
And velvet boudoir
Shine in my
Come hither eyes

Here I sit
My arms are open
And my long
Legs are never crossed
But you can't read
Though I have spoken
I give my hair
A little toss...

[chorus]
Read my mind
It's in plain English
Read my palms
They are in Braille
Read My subtle
Body language
Read my lips
They tell a tale


I wore a low-cut
Line this evening
The perfumed letters
That you like
I'm the open book
Who whispers
To your wandering
Eyes tonight

[chorus]

Oh, NO!
You've seen
Another volume!
Got a storyline that's
Good 'n short!
She's got a better
Lookin' cover,
But inside's a
Bad report!

BRIDGE:

Here I am,
And I'm in anguish
You can't read my
Body language
C'mon! Learn what
You can find
If you read

between the lines*


SøułSurvivør
(C) 6/13/2017
Something I'm working on
It's not completed.

Any constructive feedback
Would be welcome.
SøułSurvivør
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