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Just me, naked flesh, flawed and indiscreet,
Desperate to see you, to feel you and hold you close to me,
From the aching I am granted temporary reprieve,
For in 50 minutes your words you said on screen,
Will arrive at The Bails just for me,
Promise of coffee or tea,
Subtle undertones from each other as we teased,
Fantasies of beads wet beneath the sheets,
Distracted from my thoughts of you while the floors I sweep,
As you did to me as you swept me off my feet,
The buzzing of the doorbell precedes a trail of strewn clothes as our bodies finally meet...
Desperate to see you, to feel you and hold you close to me,
From the aching I am granted temporary reprieve,
For in 50 minutes your words you said on screen,
Will arrive at The Bails just for me,
Promise of coffee or tea,
Subtle undertones from each other as we teased,
Fantasies of beads wet beneath the sheets,
Distracted from my thoughts of you while the floors I sweep,
As you did to me as you swept me off my feet,
The buzzing of the doorbell precedes a trail of strewn clothes as our bodies finally meet...
Published 16th Jan 2012
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