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In a Hotel in Paris

Let me put a blue ribbon

In yr long, blonde hair

As you stand naked

Against the window

The music is urging you on

In that cabaret where we met

So, dance for me, my love

There’s no one here

In my hotel room but us

Dance with the movement

Of an angel lonely for the human touch

And be free to waltz yr thoughts to me

Throughout the night

As I express my desire with words

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  1. Beautifully penned “Dance with the movement of an angel lonely for the human touch”

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