8/28/24 Submitted to the Pick-A-Title, Vol 45- Poetry Contest of Edward Ibeh
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When I see him standing in the doorway with that luscious grin upon his lips, I cannot turn away although I’m feeling flushed as if a fever has grabbed a hold of me! I meet his seductive gaze and hope he cannot see that I’m beginning to perspire. Oh, cool cool fever; it has taken hold again. How easily his being near me causes me to sweat. How can I feel so suddenly the chills going through my body while simultaneously my temperature is rising? Hot, hot, hot is his physicality.. Hot-blooded I become just seeing him. Fever floods my body as I tremble with the anticipation of his mere touch. How ardently he wraps his arms around me. How fervently he kisses me in all the places that he knows I’m wanting to be kissed. Higher and higher my fever rises. Only he can bring me what I long for until at last I shiver at the climax of our passion. The fever subsides but I know it won’t be long before cool fever will again catch hold of me!
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