Metaphorically
She said she likes
the way my metaphor
swings back and forth.
Crossing through time,
and reinvigorating the mind.
Touching produces
a collaborative effect
causing her to wonder
what's next?
Bodies tingle to the point
where she invites
our souls to mingle.
Ending in punctuated
satisfaction
leaving our after thoughts
full of action.
And as she raises the ante,
I pause to enjoy exactly
what we're pursuing.
It's something like words galore,
but I am the metaphor.
More, baby more
Praying
she finds value from
every line
throughout time
and the deepest
recesses of her mind.
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