Waiting on my bed
Like some presents
Under the Christmas tree
Waiting for when you
Pull the ribbon off
To release me, free
Slowly just undo my hair
Make it more messy
Unzip me and feel me
Like a kid trying to guess
What’s inside the present
Make a guess but
Don’t be so quick
Take it slow and
Let the clock tick
For when you take off
The final wrap
There is no slowing down

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