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Anytime you're bent over:
     or wearing one of those rustling sarees:
            or when your lovely toes
               stick out from under the blanket
                          - I'm coming in a two-horse carriage.
    And also: when you walk towards me
           accompanied by your sparkling hair
     - I'm running to meet you in a two-horse carriage.
  And I mustn't forget: that sometimes you are naked:
            or half-naked:
                 or fully dressed: 
                     but concurrently..
         Simply: I'm galloping like a man possessed
                          and I have to lay my hands on you.
It also happens: that I don't even want to:
         but it's been harnessed since morning - and I can't help myself at all.
   And now: actually: the same thing - you're still not with me
          and I'm riding around here alone.