Masterstroke
Your presence gives me pleasure;
I avoid looking
still I see your graceful heel elevate and wait
I notice your neck tilt
I feel you're palpitations
I have felt this before
Now, l want more
Your cheek is flush
the final touch
A master stroke
Copyright © David Byrne | Year Posted 2011
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