feather soft kisses perfume the air
with a musty, tangy scent
tangled hearts and tangled limbs
search for one another…
please, she whispered, please
doubt hung on a word, so simple –
so stifling – hung as oppressively
as summer heat in your room…
doubts from the past…
please, she whispered, please
pressing, clinging –
tighter, tighter, tighter yet –
feeling one another…
intimately, completely…
please, she whispered, please
please love me
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