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My friend is home

She returns in the night

Closing the door with no sound

She comes and goes

Giving no notice

Never has she woken me

She is far too polite

Instead she crawls into my bed

And awaits my arousal

When I rise

I seldom notice her presence

Rather I feel her gaze

It grows heavy as the hours pass

Her steps follow behind me

Drawing closer yet with each

There is silence but for her breaths

Reminding me of her company

Mostly she is quiet

Remaining a thought ready to forgotten

Only sometimes does she speak

A shrill sort of sound

A voice so intoxifying

It may bring me to my knees

Coaxing me to accompany her

Rather would I floss with barbed wire

Than to abide by her council

She may guide me astray

Hidden under many a surmise

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