Baby it's cold inside
Baby, it's cold inside. I am in great need in a cold land Where bedded warmth covers me In my dreams like desert sand Buried, wholly safe and free. Before screens, which to the world show Only glass echoes of my heart's beat, I come naked and alone to know How I may give off my inner heat. Phantoms summoned rise in my mind, Materialize and embrace my love-lost flesh. And in darkest, most sacred dream find Lips to touch, as sweet sex scents enmesh. Torn, alas, between love and lust, Tear stains moisten my soft pillow, Sex stains my silk sheets encrust Love stains on my heart must follow.
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