You unravel the best, the worst, and all of me.
Your voice may range from gentle mockery,
to the emotional twinges of sweet sensuality.
Still, there are times when you are rough with me
and I hate those times but I wait for when
your kisses will soothe the burns again.
Did that all just happen electronically?
E-mail me.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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