Your toes. Your hands.
Your feet. Your nose.
Your lips. Your eyes.
Your body. Your soul.
Your hair. Your ears.
Your shoulders. Your breasts.
Your hips. Your body.
Your soul. Your sparkle.
Your smile. Your innocence.
Your sleep. Your flaunt.
Your body. Your soul.
I love.
Will I end up.
In your Face. Book.
Click. Click.
1 comment:
Pray, tell me who is this muse who has you writing in pretty staccato verse? ;-)
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