A hug tight
Embrace warm
Spark electric
Raising hair
Deep sighs
Warm thighs
Long gazing
Auburn eyes
Silky strands
Woven hair
Sniff nectar
Mingle and tingle
Moan and purr
Fingers trailing
Spine tingling
Lava burn
Brow sweaty
Toes curl
I awake ruffled
Floating and gasping
For a
TOUCH.
Thursday, 18 December 2008
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4 comments:
Omashe o....Iyawo nko?
Ebony, whish kain qweshion be that? E mean say, iyawo don travel now. Topks, kpele, she go soon come you hear?
Ahhh, I wish Iyawo a speedy return o. Have a Happy New Year!
@Ebony - thanks for the greetings. Iyawo is very much on ground. And has always been. Intriuging eh?
@anonymous- why u dey tell tory so? Who tell you say Iyawo don travel? She dey jare.
Happy New Year to you both.
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