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Angels whisper prayers to sand Goddesses on our behalf begging for Spells and love potions cast over Groups of seven day full stops Don’t end our encounters splendor Exists as am snuggle stories written by Melting gummy bears spell out be Mine on pancakes in a foreign language You’re not used to this I’m strange to Your psyche men don’t make lovers this Way where I’ll pleasure your soul before Your body ever feels me and so I had it Again that dream where this angel sleeps In my arms but when I awoke… you’re still Here she doesn’t leave even when your Body does it’s warm right here her spot In our bed your body loves to tease me like Your name on steamy windows causes Reminisces about your eyes again about These lies I’ve never had to stutter out my Craving for you leaves no doubt maybe You’re that other one I incoherently pull Shades of month long ramblings disguise My plunge but that cover isn’t thick Enough so I give it away with no second Thoughts are only yours I know what I Want these angels to whisper to you so You’ll know I had them write it in The stars that I’m yours…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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