Freak without Warning

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I’m in your class
I work on your floor
I live in your building
I’m always near

I see you, watch you
You’d be amazed to know
What I think about
When we’re together

I’ll think about your clothes
How they must feel, touching you
Are you wearing sweats today?
Or those jeans that hug you so well

Can you feel me watching you?
Probably not
Do my eyes burn holes into your back?
Or are you flattered by the attention

I am a freak
A freak without warning
You won’t know it
But you’re my dirty thought for the day

I’ll imagine you
Bent over a couch
Being worked over eight ways from Sunday
Crying like a cat in heat

Will you be blindfolded?
Can I surprise you with my touch?
Can you guess what I’m touching you with?
Do you want my mouth or my hands?

Yes, I am a freak
A freak without warning
I’ll be perverted enough for both of us
Your ignorance is my bliss

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