You stroked my left hand and held it.
I brushed your cheek with a palm.
The blinds fell from the window.
And my feet were over my head.
This is how friends make love.
This is how friends make love.
My feet were over my head.
The blinds fell from the window.
I brushed your cheek with a palm.
You stroked my left breast and cupped it.
I stroked your face resting on my shoulder.
My feet were over my head.
This is how friends make love.
The blinds fell from the window.
The blinds fell from the window.
This is how friends make love.
My feet were over my head.
My face brushed your cheek and I kissed you.
My feet pointed to the stars.
And the blinds fell around my head.
Lisa Katz
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