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dragonlady
Guest
Closer
The closest I’ll come to touching your hips
Is huddled in caverns, of celestial trips
Lips, gathering inward, reversal to dream
Tongues coming closer, they dabble in stream
Bodies in motion, emotions in flight
Falling like sheep, on stark sleepless nights
Warm bodies in touch, a sweet requiem
Soon will fall apart, when moist eyes open
The closest I’ll come to touching your hips
Is huddled in caverns, of celestial trips
Lips, gathering inward, reversal to dream
Tongues coming closer, they dabble in stream
Bodies in motion, emotions in flight
Falling like sheep, on stark sleepless nights
Warm bodies in touch, a sweet requiem
Soon will fall apart, when moist eyes open