Melting

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Melting

Chin tucked to shoulder

Lazy circles on your chest

Smiling into soft skin

As your fingers find my breast

Laughing under covers

As we wrestle and I bite

My skin’s what only glowing

And your hands, they seek it’s light

Giggles got you going

I think we run on mirth

Outside the snow is melting

And I think we’ve warmed the earth

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Comfort

I want to rub myself `gainst your skin

And wrap me in your scent

Get time sunk wrapped up arms in

And laugh at clock-time spent

Taste you mouth like water

And drink you down like wine

Stay in bed for hours

And tell you that you’re mine

 

 

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About Keats

Oh I'm sassy and I'm sexy, So silly sweet-and-sour Delightfully disastrous And deliciously dour I'm flippantly foolish, Filled I am with fear Can't concentrate completely, and my conduct isn't clear But to bravely be my best I Bring bravado back, BEHOLD!

6 responses »

    • *smiles* yes, they are… indeed. It’s good to be in love… It’s good to have a muse… A beautiful, wonderful GLORIOUS muse. (he really is just delicious)

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