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I sit in my home

Waiting for you to return,

I miss you so very much

I miss our special love,

I sit and I read my book

At the clock I sometimes look,

To see what time it is

And I wonder when you’ll be home,

I sit and sit for ages

And as I am dropping off,

I hear you coming in

Wearing that naughty grin,

And I know you’ve had a fun time

And I really don’t mind,

Because you’re free

And I don’t own you

And I am not that controlling,

And I know you always come home

And you share your exciting stories,

So sensual and erotic

To me it’s a fascinating topic,

Then when you have told me

Of everything you’ve done,

You take me by the hand and say

This night and fun is not yet done

And we make love until the rising of the sun,

She never humiliates me

For letting her roam free

In fact she respects me,

For being so strong

And we both think this lifestyle is not wrong,

But it’s not for everyone

And though I miss you when you’re gone,

I must say I enjoy the fun

When you finally get home

You’re like a rolling stone,

But you collect nothing and nobody

Because our love we share

It is strictly our own zone,

And nobody else enters it

The fun she has, she disconnects from this,

It’s purely only physical needs,

That she needs to quell and that’s fine by me.