February 21, 2018

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Your smile sits down on me

like a voluptuous woman

softly pinning me in place,

your eyes, mischievous honey,

leave me sticky with thoughts of you

and at night, driven mad by your scent,

my thoughts pace and prowl,

a hungry jaguar with a taste for the love

found on your tongue.

c  M. D. Harris, 2009 

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