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Handle Me Gently
You are my amaranthine
And my kryptonite
Never mind what they told me
What could they know anyway
Deprived of the glimpse inside your heart
That made me putty in your hands
One taste of your lips
And I'm caught up in this mess again
I'm bound to you forever
How could I walk away
When you make me feel so alive?
And my kryptonite
Never mind what they told me
What could they know anyway
Deprived of the glimpse inside your heart
That made me putty in your hands
One taste of your lips
And I'm caught up in this mess again
I'm bound to you forever
How could I walk away
When you make me feel so alive?
Published 6th Sep 2017
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17th Nov 2017 6:05pm
Great poem KittyFromHell. peeking inside hearts, emotions like putty, lips to taste...well penned.
