It lies right behind my lips With each and every decadent kiss Your hands like warm rays of distant suns across my body Orchestrating movements like the wind Subtle, tickling breezes That pierrot a beautiful dance Fierce, blinding gusts that overtake me And force me to submit to their will Those hands If I could consume them there’d be nothing left And that doesn’t begin to describe the perfection of his lips The soul quaking reverberations when he speaks into my ear A smile that ignites fireworks inside of me How did this man manage to evade my barricades? With patient persistence he penetrated right thru No place I’d rather be Than wrapped in the safety of his embrace Intoxicated by his magnificence Resting in the crook of his neck Wondering how to speak the words beating in my chest
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