A simple glance or a too long look.
You catch my attention and then have me hooked.
A harmless flirt,
a pointless conversation.
I ask your plans and you ask mine.
I say I’m going home to a large glass of wine.
You brush a crumb off of my shirt,
your fingers linger begging to touch.
In those few seconds my thoughts are racing,
I can imagine your fingers tracing,
every inch of my body.
I long for your touch,
I long for your kiss,
I long for our forbidden romance.
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by.anonymous (
Offline) - Published: October 20th, 2021 12:48
- Category: Love
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Comments1
wonderful, really smooth flow in your wording
thanks for sharing
Thank you. I really appreciate that
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