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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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