He will
Miss me before we meet again
Kiss me before I expect it
Gaze at me before I twirl
Guess my scent before I snuggle
Touch my knee before its near
Turn off his phone before it rings
Hug me before the pain
Say he loves me before its heard
Beg me to stay before I have to go
Chase me before I turn to run
Show his excitement before I'm naked
Take it before I serve it
Embrace me before I cry
Give me his all before I die.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
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3 comments:
Beautiful, tender, strong and confidant poetics, my Sista! iIlike the positive nature of this piece and the sly knowing implicit in its sentiment.
Well done!
Snatch JOY!
One.
Lin
Ummm... I meant CONFIDENT! Not confidant... tho if whispered to a loved one... it could also become knowledge of the latter. *smiles*
Smooth. I love the contrast of ideas mixed with forward thinking. Great Job.
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