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The Boarder

Greg Moglia

His coaching day done, he cleans up, and down the stairs to her kitchen
She’s marking papers and he’s not sure how to begin...
Says Some women get so deep inside I don’t think her lover ever leaves

She half smiles...till now no more between them
Than good morning, good night and it’s a muggy day today
Something different here...she gets up for a glass of water...decides to play along

Says What does it matter?
You play this game, the more sex from them, the more you live inside
The more you think they love you...upstairs I hear it all...it’s all bullshit


She needs to end it...casual talk done...fumbles out a Yes
But me I love you...I really love you
He drops to his knees, reaches both arms around her hips

Buries his head between her legs...his hold strong and tight
You don’t know me She tries to twist away
I do...I do...every morning...evening...marking papers

Then those nights I hear you...hear the bed...I love you...love you

Oh, my god...let me go...this is crazy...let go
His hold tighter and he starts to cry

Don’t you understand I love you ...you’re so beautiful
Let go or I’ll scream...call the police...call your school
He drops back in tears, leans on his hips...pleads

Damn, I can’t get you out of my head
Get out of your room tonight
If only you could understand

I think I do she takes a deep breath
There are dreams and the real...this is the real
There’s nothing...let me go...let go



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