| Visual Writing III We sat in the cool wet grass You and I Damp with rain and dripping with want You whispered things in my ear That we would only regret later Never touching Not wanting to tempt the fate That was thick between us (How could you tempt me like you did? Our bare shoulders so enticing, so vulnerable I would have given anything for just a single Light finger-tipped brush across the skin. If only accidental.) You and I standing so Defenseless in the light of day break Only thinking of the guilt We could feel later on Would you? Won't you Just open up a bit for me Let me taste a little of what You have to offer Don't think about later or regret Don't think about the minute details Just let it be us Here Exposed Ready willing and able To give it all Of give up trying ----------------Lost my train of thought |
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