sizzil

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  • Fantasy

    sizzil

    sizzling slippery
    your hand swiftly slides
    tentatively tantalizing my leg and my thigh
    burning chills do the tango
    up and down on my spine
    the one i can never have
    is finally mine

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

    michelle’s Poems (4)

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