I couldn't take you off... so you came and
pulled one sleeve of you off and then the other... all the while
saying... "take me off, take me off."
now I never wanted to do that... not ever. I only did it because you made me.
o but you smiled
when you said it... and it really seemed like such a tenderhearted
gesture that I have decided I am going to trust you for another round.
Bless this mess lover while I go git dressed.
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