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Is That You ?
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by: nventr7
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My phone keeps ringing
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off the hook.
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Not telemarketing,
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Insurance, Siding,
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or someone wanting to
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write a book.
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I go to answer it, and all
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I get is silence.
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Is that you ... trying to
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call me ?
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Crawling in the Sand
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by: nventr7
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Crawling in the Sand
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is someone’s man
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Did he lose it on his own,
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or did someone remove
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him from the throne ?
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Pray tell, he was a good man.
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One of the best, in this ol’e land.
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He said he lost-it-all
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over the love of his life,
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and now he smolders
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within her strife.
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The power of a woman
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over a good man,
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can send him to go ...
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Crawling in the Sand.
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Visionette
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by: nventr7
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The glory of her hair
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flowed down and around
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like pure gold protecting
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a beauty underneath
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Soft as a moon light,
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was the reflection,
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as I gazed at the
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strength being protrayed
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Touch me. Touch me.
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TOUCH ME ! ... was
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the sensation running
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thru my mind, as the
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vision of my hand
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raised ... ever so gently ...
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entering the golden beauty
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and cuddling it, softly ...
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within the firm grip
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of my fingers.
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