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
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Saucy Saturday lives .... I like the suggestiveness, how you worked the words.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Been feeling the need to read!
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