Scrolling
Imposing
And strolling
Trolling
My thoughts
Ambiguity
Was with definition
Plush
Felt like
The time
And times
You blushed
Remarkable
Sparkles
Sprinkled joy
Gifting
The aura
Was pleasantry
Tunneling
Sultry
Sunken
On the brim of entering
The entrances
Opened
As more closed
She is the beauty
Clothed
Hidden
Demanding attention
Attentive
I always slide in
Touching
Thrusting
Brushing against places
Dormant
Too long
Time played games
Daylight savings time
Cutting our moments short
I’m no writer without the muse
I’m no different
Until you feel the blues
Shifting your bones
Stretching you into discomfort
Getting comfortableIn promise
In us
Genius genuine lust
Explosive love.
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