

youIn my mind I can clearly see the contours of your hips The shape of your clavicles as your shirt falls silently to the floor. The sounds of two lovers faultlessly engadged The way you'd wake (up) in the morning Your face still glowing, your face still heavenly But you already have a woman No doubt she's memorized the ridges on your back The scars that tell your story She's gripped your hipbones ; Whispering a silent prayer Thanking God for creating such a beautiful sculpture As she carefully kneads her fingers through yours I admire the fingers that have touched and caressed whyou
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