Posted on June 21, 2017June 21, 2017 Glance She tugs unruly hair sidewise Her eyes lock and tug Feeling her web cling smile is weak defense My thoughts are her Share this:TwitterFacebookLike Loading...
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Insatiable crumb of maybe
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Whether from a lover or a stranger . . .
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sensation precedes warming invitation
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a beckoning, a chance
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This is lovely
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Thank you. A chance glance can change everything in the mind
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