Short Memories - Poem by Ray Springer
Curious and nervous excited yet focused at times too much to let out
dumbfoundedly spoken like i just made a home run try to speak but nothng comes out, i pout
Between my lips against my hips a twitchy hand aspires
kiss me hard touch me sweet ignite internal fires.
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