You walk in as though you own the place
Run your hands through silk and lace
You take your time dipping into my life
With insouciance and a kitchen knife
And all the while I lay asleep
Lost in a fragile world of dreams
And you placed in your pockets little things
Whose only value lay in rememberings
I wonder if you watched me as I lay
Unaware and on display
I wonder if you knew how I would feel
I wonder what else you wanted to steal
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