Masturbation Blues

I’ve got phantom lovers
And I’ve got shadow kisses
I’ve got the heated touch that never misses

My love’s whispered to echoing halls
And reflected on darkening walls
With limbs intertwining in air
My love’s half a pair

It’s a love that won’t leave in the morning
A love that won’t leave me in mourning

I’ll never love another
I’ll never have another
Just my phantom lovers

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