My Attention
With whispering levels, she speaks
as the breeze carries her soft voice
to my awaiting ears,
where they get tickled by desire
and aroused by the words.
Her presence is one of spirit
as my senses awaken
to the rush of sound
and are heightened by her desire
to fulfill fantasies.
Unselfish in her display of verbal
affection, she has her way
allowing me the complete
satisfaction of knowing
her intimately.
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