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 © Lisette Estopinan | Year Posted 2019
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