Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Play misty for me,
by the warm bedside or is it on the floor?
where we play footsie, and I dream on.

Let me move to your beat,
that weakness that leaves me beat.
thrusting gently, you make me speak.

body talk, i listen as we communicate
side by side
never to the limits,

we play safe,
sure and want,
you and i.

maybe's just maybe's.

let's enjoy the moment.

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