I Rise
From the look of your eyes
I rise
From the touch of your thighs
I rise
For me? A surprise?
I rise
Your sensuous cries
I rise
AGAIN?! You want me to rise?
I RISE!
I Rise
From the look of your eyes
I rise
From the touch of your thighs
I rise
For me? A surprise?
I rise
Your sensuous cries
I rise
AGAIN?! You want me to rise?
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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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