Bending Over, ' You
J
James McLain
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How could I know you do.
Each breath you hear me catch
and know it true.
Frilly lace and pink your lovely face.
I blush and waves of lavender,
are gently washing over me.
When behind I sit, I'm in this place,
I think of only you.
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