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I just want to say
I just want to say:
You know I read your words: sexy I wouldn’t let the door hit you
I would stand in the way: if you needed me to
I am sorry if I am too sexual: I am just being me . . . I cannot change
I do everything in passion: if I love - it’s in passion, if I eat - it’s in passion, if I hate it is - in passion
If I write, paint, sing, swim, read, think… If I hurt, it is in passion
I think I understand; then again maybe . . . I do not
I write about what touches me: I just happen to relate to things . . . sexy
I do not mean to be the one: who always has to say it; hard, deep, mad like crazy
It according to the way I feel, at the time: I say what I say, I think what I think
Predict me; you will be right… if you say passionately
Right now: I am turned on right now, by the bitter sweetness, of a ripe juicy peach
The juices spill down my lips with every bite: I love the way its tickles me, it makes me smile as I wipe
My face
I look at this screen typing these words; I think “I hope I am not being too much of me”
Then I look over at my painting thoughts strike my mind and now another bite of my wonderful . . .
Peach: I do not write to be read, if you never read this… it is okay
I just want to say
I am sorry if I am too sexual: I am just being me . . . I cannot change
I do everything in passion: if I love - it’s in passion, if I eat - it’s in passion, if I hate it is - in passion
If I write, paint, sing, swim, read, think… If I hurt, it is in passion
Lori ~ aka ~ Seascape
You know I read your words: sexy I wouldn’t let the door hit you
I would stand in the way: if you needed me to
I am sorry if I am too sexual: I am just being me . . . I cannot change
I do everything in passion: if I love - it’s in passion, if I eat - it’s in passion, if I hate it is - in passion
If I write, paint, sing, swim, read, think… If I hurt, it is in passion
I think I understand; then again maybe . . . I do not
I write about what touches me: I just happen to relate to things . . . sexy
I do not mean to be the one: who always has to say it; hard, deep, mad like crazy
It according to the way I feel, at the time: I say what I say, I think what I think
Predict me; you will be right… if you say passionately
Right now: I am turned on right now, by the bitter sweetness, of a ripe juicy peach
The juices spill down my lips with every bite: I love the way its tickles me, it makes me smile as I wipe
My face
I look at this screen typing these words; I think “I hope I am not being too much of me”
Then I look over at my painting thoughts strike my mind and now another bite of my wonderful . . .
Peach: I do not write to be read, if you never read this… it is okay
I just want to say
I am sorry if I am too sexual: I am just being me . . . I cannot change
I do everything in passion: if I love - it’s in passion, if I eat - it’s in passion, if I hate it is - in passion
If I write, paint, sing, swim, read, think… If I hurt, it is in passion
Lori ~ aka ~ Seascape
Published 1st Sep 2014
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