resting inside her
after her most intense moments
words he wrote for her
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how you really feel
do you wish you dared tell me
what then would you say
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public hand in hand
in private naked embrace
but always as one
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if you won't tell me
i will imagine and write
what i think you do
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i must write it down
everything you do to me
so that you will know
how your gaze warms me
curves of your body entice
curves of your mind thrill
how when you're not here
i miss you more than you know
long for your return
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i walked in on her
at her moment of ecstasy
and rushed to hold her
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stroking of the pen
ejaculation of words
pulsing poetry
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kissing caressing
in her throes of ecstasy
my goddess adored
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share your wants and needs
unless you speak the words to me
i can only guess
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think of what you do
what you think i think you do
perhaps i do too
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in her private chest
she keeps toys and secrets
and things he wrote her
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written for his queen
sonnets ballads poetry
words he wept for her
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beard brushes body
fingers write words on her skin
the woman responds
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she's a real swinger
trying out all the toys
fun on love's playground
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want to turn me on
excite me and arouse me?
read my poetry
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such a sweet taste shared
this kissing cocktail we sip
from each other's lips
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fingertips touch braille
goosebumps felt as messages
of your wants and needs
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slipping down your throat
poetry filling your breast
taut nipples rising
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tell me how it feels
the words sliding down your throat
burning you inside
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oh to hug you once
body to body embraced
in one real moment
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not prince or princess
no frog or Cinderella
real people in love