The Backyard Poet
My hands were getting clammy
It was hard to take a breath
I know that you had to hear
My heart pounding in my chest
If you had any questions
God I’m glad you did not ask
I could not even whisper
Scared to death behind my mask
My body shivered fiercely
No way could we ever stop
Our minds spun out of control
As you slipped out of your top
Your skin was soft as feathers
I melted into your soul
My life was all in pieces
It was you that made me whole
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Every Heart Has A Story.
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All about the second choice.
Mostly light hearted but often with a serious message.
Poetry, Fiction, Essays & Art by M.P. Powers
2016 published a book of poetry and short stories available @http://chrisblack2012.com
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This is lovely Jerry!
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Thank you for the comment.
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Aw, this is sweet, beautiful, and romantic! 🙂 SIGH
Brings back great memories for me of my first time with the one I love. 🙂
HUGS to you and your sweetie-wife! 🙂
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Thanks.
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Beautiful! Thank you for following my blog. I took a break, and I’m slowly getting back to reading and writing.
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Glad to have you back
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Thank you. Good to be back.
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