Do Not Believe, For A Moment, That I Do Not Think About You
20 February, 2010
Author: LAR
Stretched out,
snuggling, cuddling,
the warmth of your face and neck
upon my chest and shoulder,
I lay a prisoner,
willingly captured by the weight of your leg
across my thigh,
as the heat from you is shared by me.
My arm follows your spine,
down, down...
to where my fingertips idly trace patterns,
tinged with tiny bursts of electricity,
as they follow the rise and fall
of the hollow of the small of your back.
I could lay like this for hours
and never be bored.
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| Colin (69.157.9.62) -- Sunday, February 21 2010, 05:29 am good for you to spend quality time like this! I JUST SPENT QUALITY TIME TOO - I just read your rich poetic masterpiece! |
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