Tiled bathroom with nothing in it
Except the pale light
(from the window and us two):
And flesh and hair
I sleepwalked with my
Second grade teacher
Her soft hand held mine
While I was soaking wet
Dayglowing lights in the basin
The ripples sending water back to where it came
From a little dirtier than before
Thick and disrobes as I customer service her
In dimly lit close quarters
I was kneeling and now I know why
I was kneeling and now I know why
I sleepwalked with my second grade teacher
Her soft hand held mine while I was soaking wet
Found in a surf green Tiled bathroom with nothing in it Except the pale light (from the window and us two): And flesh and hair I sleepwalked with my Second grade teacher Her soft hand held mine While I was soaking wet Dayglowing lights in the basin The ripples sending water back to where it came From a little dirtier than before Thick and disrobes as I customer service her In dimly lit close quarters I was kneeling and now I know why I was kneeling and now I know why I sleepwalked with my second grade teacher Her soft hand held mine while I was soaking wet Explain Request ×
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