I turn on the washing machine
I mix all the dirty clothes of all colors
As I watch everything go around
It makes me feel like the moment in the elevator
Just touching you
I realized
That your place
is right here
In my cleavage
Your sigh
I say yes, yes
Yes , yes, yes, yes, yes
I want more
I hang the clothes on the line
I sort shades of color and smell a good smell
As I watch everything dry
I miss the moment in the elevator
Just touching you
I realized
That my place
is right here
On your neck
My dress
I say yes, yes, yes
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
I want more

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