Foggy
Though that foggy dirty little glass
do I take notice of your peeping.
As I wander around the forest
don't you dare to come over;
you just stare still and wonder
when you'll get the perfect chance
to catch a glimpse of my naked body.
Hey, but you need not worry;
babe, you already got me.
No one makes me feel like you,
is it all day you what I yearn to do.
There's no moment matter of factly
I stop imagining you scent in the morning,
the colour, the texture of your touching me,
how I would shiver were our hands
at last happen to meet up.
So don't you miss the chance,
though it feels flatered to be observed,
I'd like to go a bit forward.
step out of the window now.
Come out and join me today,
let's explore unknown lands
together, hand in hand.
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