Zywa
Williewo
Then you want to run away
let me feel for hours
that I'm very, well
as if you are right
You tear yourself loose, always stronger
always lingering at the door
sometimes I get ahead of you
throw me on your williewo
ride Rodeo on your chest
cuddling and massaging
until you give in
and I can present myself
as a mirror
of who you also are
so that we can escape
our loneliness
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