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Tired girl

Tired girl, you give me a weary smile, speak my name with a husky voice

All pretense is beyond you, but about your loveliness you have no choice

Worker, student, mother - there are so many things to be

But it requires no effort to be what you are to me

Tired girl, slide into my arms, let me carry you to your warm and tender bed

I’ll undress you with a reign of healing kisses, my precious little sleepy head

Both naked beneath the covers, I’ll hold you in my arms

No treasure in all the earth like the sum of all your charms

Sweet little darling take your rest

Lay your head upon my chest

Pass through dreaming’s clouded gate

My hot desire will watch and wait

As the weightless body of your dreams

By shady woods and crystal streams

Rehearses the rampant acts of wet delight

With which we’ll fill our every future night

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