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Touch Me
Walking in the door clipboard in hand
Answering the questions best she can
He closed the door and hugged her so tight
Drawing her in hoping to stay the night
Taking a deep breath they parted away
Talking a bit to restart the day
Secretly he turned up the thermostat
While causing distraction with a chat
He popped the cork on the Merlot
Hmmmm she said I’ll take some more
She curled up on the blanketed couch
Wondering what he was about
Their bodies got warm as the room heated up
Or was it because of mutual hot touch
Naked and alive they mingled with passion
Music in the background wasn’t a distraction
After a time of intense lovemaking
It was time to get the pasta boiling
Movie watching was so relaxing
Snuggling was not lacking
Then she asked about staying the night
He certainly hoped it would be alright
Sleeping together side by side
Sometimes getting twisted up in the night
A pleasurable way to wake in the morning
Rays of sunlight bounced on the flooring
Touch me he said with his eyes
Bodies entwined from fingers to thighs
Goodbye they said as the morning took shape
After a breakfast of smoothies they ate
When will they touch and mingle again
It’s soon to be written in pencil or pen
Answering the questions best she can
He closed the door and hugged her so tight
Drawing her in hoping to stay the night
Taking a deep breath they parted away
Talking a bit to restart the day
Secretly he turned up the thermostat
While causing distraction with a chat
He popped the cork on the Merlot
Hmmmm she said I’ll take some more
She curled up on the blanketed couch
Wondering what he was about
Their bodies got warm as the room heated up
Or was it because of mutual hot touch
Naked and alive they mingled with passion
Music in the background wasn’t a distraction
After a time of intense lovemaking
It was time to get the pasta boiling
Movie watching was so relaxing
Snuggling was not lacking
Then she asked about staying the night
He certainly hoped it would be alright
Sleeping together side by side
Sometimes getting twisted up in the night
A pleasurable way to wake in the morning
Rays of sunlight bounced on the flooring
Touch me he said with his eyes
Bodies entwined from fingers to thighs
Goodbye they said as the morning took shape
After a breakfast of smoothies they ate
When will they touch and mingle again
It’s soon to be written in pencil or pen
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