Regression

By K.ROSE

Fri, 09 Nov 2012
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Placed gently, his hands are upon me
Suttle throb , heart skipping beats
Memories of our past are tempting me
Realistically I should leave
Don't want to accept your appease
Please , .. please.

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Guilty Pleasures.
Love

Comments

Submitted by jolono on
Lovely words KROSE. Full of gentle imagery.

 

Submitted by moonphish on
very nice...lilting and dreamy...looking forward to seeing more of your work- alvin