in the works
4:13 am / Tuesday, Feb. 24, 2009

come lay beside me in my bed-
I'll trace a path from your ankles to head
and in the morning warm my dear
lift your head and hear
the pucker of my pink lips by your ears
You're my dream in reality
the object of my sensuality
palpitations in my ventricles
heartbeats your fingertips control
smooth inhalation of your soul appeals
aching to learn how your body feels

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