You and me..
The eyes cringe into tiny slits
The cheeks sink into dimples
As an impish smile stretches the lips
The thatch of needle tress on your brow
The cute visage tickling my senses
You fold those lanky limbs and lean back
My heart’s aflutter; those pixie eyes roaming over my body
You may not say it but aware I am
And you know it too…
“I know of your intentions as you know of mine”
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