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Type A Love
When you are at my side
And curled in a soft warm ball
I feel your head on my chest
As I caress your back
And smooth, milky skin
With soft kisses
Even through those sad eyes
I can see the real you trying to jump out
To heal that upsetting virus
Infecting your thougts and feelings
And surprise us both
With party and celebration of your return
My love is of adoration
A subject to your sensitivities
To occasion your uncertainty
And raise your sense of self
Above your own insecurities
So we can share a smile together
Have an ironic laugh
And find our rhythm.
And curled in a soft warm ball
I feel your head on my chest
As I caress your back
And smooth, milky skin
With soft kisses
Even through those sad eyes
I can see the real you trying to jump out
To heal that upsetting virus
Infecting your thougts and feelings
And surprise us both
With party and celebration of your return
My love is of adoration
A subject to your sensitivities
To occasion your uncertainty
And raise your sense of self
Above your own insecurities
So we can share a smile together
Have an ironic laugh
And find our rhythm.
Published 19th Mar 2016
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19th Mar 2016 12:21pm
19th Mar 2016 1:02pm
19th Mar 2016 7:23pm
There's a gentle thrill to this tribute to the therapeutic effects of love.
"Even through those sad eyes
I can see the real you trying to jump out
To heal that upsetting virus
Infecting your thougts and feelings
And surprise us both
With party and celebration of your return"
I get the sense that this is written for a specific and troubled woman. This should give her a lift DPW. Fine work!
"Even through those sad eyes
I can see the real you trying to jump out
To heal that upsetting virus
Infecting your thougts and feelings
And surprise us both
With party and celebration of your return"
I get the sense that this is written for a specific and troubled woman. This should give her a lift DPW. Fine work!
19th Mar 2016 8:06pm
21st Mar 2016 8:24am
And you touch me with
you different lenses .
Always, this made my
heart pounce and leap.
The beauty you lend.
-Howlings
you different lenses .
Always, this made my
heart pounce and leap.
The beauty you lend.
-Howlings
23rd Mar 2016 6:47pm
There is a secret chamber in which our truest selves emerge, when we can be intimate enough to be truly naked with each other. It's compelling and well delivered by the lines
Even through those sad eyes
I can see the real you trying to jump out
To heal that upsetting virus
Infecting your thougts and feelings
And surprise us both
With party and celebration of your return
It's how we find ourselves in each other. Maybe we miss ourselves as much as we do those moments?
Even through those sad eyes
I can see the real you trying to jump out
To heal that upsetting virus
Infecting your thougts and feelings
And surprise us both
With party and celebration of your return
It's how we find ourselves in each other. Maybe we miss ourselves as much as we do those moments?
