Talking
Listening
Everything about you has me hooked
Wanting
Waiting
Baby you got me in the mood
As you hold me
My mind begins to wonder
My hands explore the contours from head to toe
Like a matchstick to a flame
You light me up
Like a moth drawn to the flames
I am wide open
May i feel your lips next to mine
Taste that
Maybe let you have a bite
If you promise to be my Mark Anthony
I will be your Cleopatra
© thelma migue, 2013
A cizoepoetry collection.
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