A silted silhouette
Drifts the corner by.
Her silk smooth hair
Runs my fingers soft.
My mouth runs dry
To hold in her picture.
She slinks a soft mist
Around the room.
My filled arms swoon
to her patent melody.
A curious wonder
Fills my eyes.
I swirl in my mind
a draft of cool words
and pleasured songs.
Soft fingers fill mine.
And the dance begins.
Passionate like a bear. Stubborn as a ram. Systematic as a rocket scientist.
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