She

by Ann   Nov 11, 2008


With open eyes she lays me down.
I feel her body close to mine.
She catch my tears as they start to fall.
She knows me to well, secrets and all.

With tenter touch she cores my skin
I feel her warmth deep within.
She counts my freckles.. she knows them all.
She knows how to make my skin crawl.

Her lips can tees like a soft summer breeze.
She takes her time, makes me feel at ease.
With her voice she comforts me,
and tells me true she belongs to me.

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