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By B.K. Date: 2006 Feb 10 Comment on this Work [[2006.02.10.23.02.7266]] |
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Don't think you can rev me Or wind me up Like a seven day clock You must first whisper to me Gently sweeping me Plant kisses delicately While running your fingertips over me The tensions of the week Shoot darkly through me So move slowly Touch lightly Kiss me as if you are the electricity And I the soft white bulb Then once you see a glimmer of light Put me on your strong golden eagle wings And with loves magic take flight (c)Winterbk...2005 |