Mental Therapy!
She fingers my mind,
Our vibes intertwine,
It tickles...Makes me giggle for awhile,
As I watch tears trickle...Through eyes that use to smile.
The way she speaks,
Her words reach,
A part of me so deep,
That I know we must meet.
Meet, Meet and Greet...
Chemistry like a raging fire,
Our lust....we most definitely Desire...
But our hearts...we must keep.
Keep safe for the one we wed,
For any other option brings dread...
But in our minds we are free,
To let what we feel get rooted like a tree.
She says.....With my fingers I'm unlocking all your Doors,
'Cause mentally I am already yours...
Mind , Body and Soul,
I surrender my whole...
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