Telling
I know something naughty I want to tell you’
It haunts your curiosity until you know too
As the words gently enter your ear
Quiet, in a whisper, closer you draw near
Dazed eyes and slight smile as you start to think
Breath shallows as your cheeks turn a rosy soft pink
Now that you know and turn to walk away
Trying then to find someone else, to hear what you say…
Young or old there is a thrill in that naughty verse
wanting to tell, is an innocent curse……
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