morning message
grateful for your appearance
visit touched my heart
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i know she's the one
in this short time I've known her
I've come to know that
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poet's' offerings
cooing doves silent roses
immortality
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she knows that i'm here
wishing she felt about me
as i about her
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pendant at her throat
defies me to touch her there
dare to leave a kiss
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he wanted her
badly enough
not to touch her
until she was ready
and wanted him
the same way
the trap being
how would either know...
and so,
one night,
they dared,
and did
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He complimented her several times on the dress and how she looked so special in it... "sexy" he even said. At her age, she didn't feel sexy, but, she did feel it looked good on her, and she WAS attractive, in a matronly way. As she looked out the window into the star-filled night, she heard his footsteps and saw his image behind her in the darkened window. Then his chest was against her back and his hands were on her bare shoulders... followed by kisses up and down her neck. His fingers left her shoulders and she felt the zipper began to open down her back... as the dress fell about her feet, she leaned back, smiled... yes... sexy... the next piece fell.
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i like touching you
caressing body and mind
bringing you pleasure
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smiling at her desk
mind recalling words he wrote
not suitable for work
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skin to skin we lay
in love's intimate embrace
hold me in that way
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dare you feel inside
(anticipating the appearance of a poem to clothe this bare phrase)
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sunny self portrait
where light and dark intersect
radiating heat