She softly whines to let you know
just how patient she's been.
She sees you reaching for your shoes, and you must know
you're not going anywhere without her.
There is no escape.
You may give in--
frolics and scampers of ecstacy--
and be covered with kisses and kisses
until you come to know
what bliss is.
May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 4:29 PM UTC
She softly whines to let you know
just how patient she's been.
She sees you reaching for your shoes, and you must know
you're not going anywhere without her.
There is no escape.
You may give in--
frolics and scampers of ecstacy--
and be covered with kisses and kisses
until you come to know
what bliss is.
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