The_Fool
smiling for the camera
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- Jan 14, 2003
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How truly graceful
Is my wandering thought
As I warm up to my desire
For this woman crawling
On hands and knees
Across the bed towards me
Breathing deep and sighing
I linger glances over curves
Defined by light and shadowed
Offering only nonchalance
In response to lascivious looks
And feline stretches
Eyes wicked and alive
Pin me helpless
Yet within the fire
Is a certain sense of humor
That finds this poseur
Just a trifle amusing
My non committal pose
Breaks down when I first
Sense her elusive scent
Into mindless twining
Of arms and legs and lips
Spilling tensions of desire
Is my wandering thought
As I warm up to my desire
For this woman crawling
On hands and knees
Across the bed towards me
Breathing deep and sighing
I linger glances over curves
Defined by light and shadowed
Offering only nonchalance
In response to lascivious looks
And feline stretches
Eyes wicked and alive
Pin me helpless
Yet within the fire
Is a certain sense of humor
That finds this poseur
Just a trifle amusing
My non committal pose
Breaks down when I first
Sense her elusive scent
Into mindless twining
Of arms and legs and lips
Spilling tensions of desire