Pure linen sheets pillows of cotton rain
It is calm in night cradle my soul she is
Some say delight only floats in a lover's pools
you may call me stupid ridiculous but it
amuses me when one say they are always
content with their one for I never saw a women
Say she is so well with her man when truly
her head murmurs for all she does is nag
and nag and so have I at times I wanted to be alone
I have found my bliss in the arms of my bed




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