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Yankee Girl

He talks to me
with southern flair
It pulls me to his eyes
the flowing sound
wraps me ‘round
smoothly hypnotized

I stare at him
I watch his lips
I glimpse his teeth
his tongue
I long to feel that mouth
on mine
I imagine
warmth like sun

I dream his kiss
would fill my soul
with summer’s
sultry call
I’d melt to hear
my name from him
caressed
with Dixie drawl


msjames
Written by msjames (Missy James)
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