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bring only

listening...  
she is...  
preparing...  
 
the door,    
closes.    
the shower,    
runs.    
the moan,    
groans.    
faint.    
sweet.    
  
  
the door,    
opens.    
the world,    
awaits.    
the rain,    
falls.    
capturing.    
reminding.    
  
the molecules,    
mist.    
the face,    
captures.    
the mind,    
grasps.    
evading.    
ever so remembering.    
  
her day through the door    
blowing back on me    
her scent    
floral, citrus, the earth    
flowing from her sway    
so starts the day.    
  
mundane    
do the minutes go.    
time so.    
it passes...    
  
vintage.    
such a word,    
how it provokes    
how it stirs,    
wishing upon the day...    
  
momentary hush,    
the squeak,    
the hinge...    
the binding...    
lust.    
  
would you come unto me?    
would you bring your day?    
bring unto me,    
but bring only your scent    
when we lay.    
    
Written by mysticstones
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