Discretion

You love me with discretion 

Do I look discreet to you?

You need my love at 3am and damn I need you too 

You love me when the door is closed

but I’m an open book 

You hold me like a lover would

though I know I’m just a fuck 

the piece of meat you want to taste

the body you love to embrace 

the lips your fingers always trace 

the secret that will be replaced

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