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Dec 2012
Brown eyes trying to penetrate.
The color of your eyes is somewhat unclear,
I've already sunk too far in.
Lost in conversation
Trapped in the words of this rendezvous.
Me blushing.
You blushing.
Obvious.
But not obvious.
Potential-
Leads to things much harder;
Leads to
Words indescribable.
Comfortable silence.
Comfortable with you.
But uncomfortable.
Shivering.
My body quickly losing control.
Quivering.
Nervous, but not nervous; secretly shaking.
Tell you the truth or continue on faking?
Ayaba Babe
Written by
Ayaba Babe  Fort Lauderdale
(Fort Lauderdale)   
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