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.:Keyboard Dancer:.
at first
not sure why I played you
perhaps at the time you were
the key and I was bored
buck naked
we’re in the buff; and
you so easily slipped into my lock
you came bare, undone
except for where my finger could linger
a slight twist, then
lap topping
some...intense tapping
my trembling to your syncopated rhythm
one that only our bedroom could dance to
and
your glance; so true
it went right through
eye saw & heard you unlocking a door
the one that featured
openness
welcoming & alluring
creating a very special circumstance
I liked this…the folly
your attention to my tension
no longer bored; but
full of attentiveness
paid & played
fully.
photo: McKay Jaffe.
Published 6th Apr 2013
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Anonymous
6th Apr 2013 11:59pm
wow..hits hard man..I love all of this..clever and sad and fun..it's just All that!
7th Apr 2013 00:14am
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was prompted by another poet on this site to share this
i'm happy you enjoyed it as well
thanx, miki
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was prompted by another poet on this site to share this
i'm happy you enjoyed it as well
thanx, miki
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7th Apr 2013 1:31am
7th Apr 2013 3:28am
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thanks for stopping by Nathaniel and welcome to the site
hope you add some awesome yourself
thanks again
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thanks for stopping by Nathaniel and welcome to the site
hope you add some awesome yourself
thanks again
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Anonymous
7th Apr 2013 12:41pm
lovely write kriticool
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