Hidden
is it behind the breastbone buried deep?
under veins pressed deep within
coursing, waiting to begin
just beneath the tanned, brown skin
lurking, waiting to do you in
in your mind flowing fast and hot
do you love me or do you not?
you sang it once but I forgot
tell me again
over and over
show me that....
you love me
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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