The buttons on my coat are worn
Thread stitch and lace panties
Lips red
Thrown across evening sunset
She's only there for a moment
Sitting in your chair
Afraid to move
Watching her rise and fall
With out your hands
I breathe you in
As you watch from afar
Your favorite sin
Until the dawn takes her again
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