Lonnie Hicks

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Ever Were


I have my mouth to give
if you will only receive.

My arms are free
if you will envelope too
take my honest intents
and allow them purchase.

My smile floats free
to be captured singlely
in your eyes blinking;
move your body close
because heat
increases
when thighs meet.

Breathe into me
take me
where souls meet
and I will
savor
all that is you
sated.

I see stars
in your embrace
take from you essences
freely offered
and I see my self
transformed
in my own eyes
better than I am
and ever were.

Your kiss
takes me
to
Nether Time.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 04, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 05, 2013

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