And what if I was just there,
when you came home?
Waiting
And what if I just showed you,
the tiniest lace against skin?
Softly
And what if in your room,
Music was playing?
Eroticly
And what if the wine was open,
on the table?
Waiting
And what if in the soltice night,
we silently danced?
Slowly
Would you still hold yourself
from me?
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4 comments:
Goodness, gracious, this is beautiful, G.
I love reading you in this format.
I will marshal the hordes this-a-way so that they too can enjoy.
very evocative...quite lovely
Thank you for the reassurance, you two are confidence builders!
Wow. That was earthy and real and absolutely beautiful.
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