Lunch Melody 11:45 am
Rhythmically tiptoeing through my mind.
Licking my lips cause you're so damn fine
I sway to your methodical breathing
As we dance through love
Sing me a melody of you
While I write across your body
My lyrics of unending desires
Locked in prison built for us
Sing to me
Dance with me
Play to me
As I creep pass my own lust
Invading your passion
Feeling satisfied
While you tiptoe through my mind.
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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