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Give me That Rush

Kiss my forehead My face is flushed. Caress my hair Give me a long stare. Hold me, take my hands Direct my stare and hands to you. I am blind, help me see Hold my hands and show me the map of your body. Kiss my hands My face is flushed Caress my face, give me that rush. Take it off and place it there. Take my hands and place them anywhere.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 2/8/2019 12:26:00 AM
I honestly love this poem. Wonderfully composed. Thanks for sharing. God bless.
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Date: 1/24/2019 4:31:00 PM
Lisette, welcome to PoetrySoup. You have introduced me to a Sonnet type that I have never met, and I have been on here for eleven months. I immediately looked to see what type this was, and I am intrigued now. Thank you for the lovely poem, and the education.
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