High

Well, I suppose it’s a high
This feeling, this naughty glow
An intimate know
That I gave birth
To this…

To this silent pleasure
Revealed in a twinkle, a smile
Spreading a weakening warmth
Sunny island I’ll greedily stake
This…

This toying with thoughts
Flirting with words
Eagerly go all the way
Addiction seems certain
Sweet surrender, no curtain!
….

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