learning the limits, creating a rhyme
a rhythm, a pace that only two know
it's bliss, it's pleasure, it's smiles that show...
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...laughingest.. |
what are the questions, and taking turns
a touch, a laugh, a song to share
it's gripping, it's silly, it's coming to care...
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...scenting... |
knowing the answers, still going on
a whisper, a secret, a girl dressed in white
it's tender, it's struggle, it moves the night...
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...perfectest place... |
learning the wants, where the needs go
a friendship, a promise, acceptance of each
it's filling, it's thrilling, it's worth the reach...
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...dancing... |
teasing the way, and getting it right
a hand, a word, a trail to make
it's teasing, it's pleasing, a gift to take...
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..ungh... |
Beautifully written.....
ReplyDeleteLovely, Em.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant Emily.
ReplyDeleteLove it all, Emily, especially:
ReplyDelete"a hand, a word, a trail to make
it's teasing, it's pleasing, a gift to take..."
--Sire