Between my Covers I want to sit in your lap Like an unopened book The text of my body As yet unseen Anticipating the story You’re about to read Your fingers softly Tracing down my spine Discovering the novelty Of this new edition I want to feel your hands Carefully opening my pages As your fingers trace Each of my lines Feel your chest heave As you mouth words Into the the void Smiling as you deftly slip Between my covers Words: ©2021LCR Image: No Claim
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