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It's late at night and she's all alone Except for me, her secret admirer, watching her every move, through a window outside her home She turns on some music, dances **** and slow The best part of my day,I sit back and enjoy the show I watch her undress and get ready for bed She wants me to join her, she needs me to join her Thoughts that race through my head Her body calls out to me, my heart beats slow One day she'll know how I feel. This, I certainly know Infected with lust, drunk with passion Tired of watching, time for action With the best intentions, I approach her door Nerves prevent me from knocking. I turn around, I can take, no more. Next time I'll go through with it, I wont let fear stop me I think I can, I know I can, I will, wait and see. Until next time, it's back to the shadows, even in darkness does her beauty glow Her Watchman forever, looking through.......her Bedroom Window
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Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 5:37 PM UTC
Bedroom Window
It's late at night and she's all alone Except for me, her secret admirer, watching her every move, through a window outside her home She turns on some music, dances **** and slow The best part of my day,I sit back and enjoy the show I watch her undress and get ready for bed She wants me to join her, she needs me to join her Thoughts that race through my head Her body calls out to me, my heart beats slow One day she'll know how I feel. This, I certainly know Infected with lust, drunk with passion Tired of watching, time for action With the best intentions, I approach her door Nerves prevent me from knocking. I turn around, I can take, no more. Next time I'll go through with it, I wont let fear stop me I think I can, I know I can, I will, wait and see. Until next time, it's back to the shadows, even in darkness does her beauty glow Her Watchman forever, looking through.......her Bedroom Window
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Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 5:37 PM UTC
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