Lying on the bed,
I look at you getting ready for the night ...
It is already late ... I prepared something to drink ...
You are anywhere in the house
preparing your stuff ...
You look at me smiling,
probably imagining something ..
but I ask you to
"tell me a story, that one you want .."
I am lying at you next, waiting for your hand in my hair
and for what you want to talk to me .... ...
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