There Then Gone Poem by Ray Hansell

Holding hands
Kissing lips
Our bodies are on fire

A gentle nudge
A gentle hug
All of our clothes come off

The fire burns much hotter
As we’re making love
Only one thing on our mind
There’s nothing else to think of

Now the loving is over
Now I’m dressed to go
A kiss goodbye
A closing door
Alone, she sits on the bed

Her body aches
For another body
To burn through the night
With hers


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