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Swirls
I take his glace,
I want to dance,
I stand in prance,
I am in a trance,
I crave for his touch,
It is not much,
I wish for his kiss,
I reach his lips,
My tongue swirls,
I set my toes to curl,
I go in his bliss,
I have no other wish.
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Published 27th Jan 2022
Author's Note
These words came when we were in a cheerful and light mood and spending our time by the river on a summer day. She expressed her carefree feelings.
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