my back is tingling with you there
stroking those keys with your finger tips
breaking my ears with softness of words
casually licking your lips

creaking your chair as you push your feet
arching your back to get ease
willing me then to hold myself back
drawning me down to my knees

wouldn't you know that you haven't seen
a thing about how I feel for you
can't we explore what there is to find out
about what we may not yet want to do

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