My heart's intention is innocent..
It flows like hot summer breeze
from childhood past times.
We'd know the time
by the number of breaths...
Three breaths,
at 3:00 o'clock..
Pursed lips blowing dandelion clocks
carrying three wishes.
Carrying you.
Carrying me.
And the simple nakedness of our desires.
Stripped of inhibitions that
blind and bind
us to rules that never need more
than a reason to be broken
Let me be the reason.
Let me be the one.
Let me be the thoughtful wetness
glistening a top your lucious lips.
kdtaylor, 2006
section 8 coffee publications
all rights reserved
E. Zora Knight
2006-09-18
Dandelion Clocks
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Let me be the reason.
Let me be the one.
Let me be the thoughtful wetness
glistening a top your lucious lips.
Yes mam. Looks like you have been writing lots ma.
i wish someone would ask me to be the wetness atop their luscious lips... shyt, they wouldnt even have to ask really--i'd just happily oblige! ;-)
oooooh weeee!!! this is a nice one too!!
let me be the thoughtful wetness upon your luscious lips...GOOD LAWD!!!
please finish this piece LOL!!
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