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Lights, Camera, Action
For some, it is a love satisfaction
To me, my love display prefers low key
No need for dimly lit cafes to soulfully convey
I prefer the intimacy of ink on page, peeled away…
Finding eyes in search of permanent connections
No dis, no disparage, shout out to all bravehearts slammin’
Bar hopping, to what’s poppin’ in champagne dreamt cheers
Hoop ear rings, kangols, slid to one side for effect upon v-neck pullovers
No applause or screams in public displays of affection, if you ain’t reading
Its behind closed doors, locked to the outside world, is what I want a reach in
For me it’s always in mind I want to cream and fill with those passionate scenes
Undress me with your thoughts on meanings and intention as mind’s intertwine
Mystery solving deserves a slow lick to unstick the pages of personal memorable times’
Between lovers’ past and futures of potential in shared and relatable experience
Childhood stories of pain or come up reflections that ring familiar in eyes in love at first sight
It is to and for you my pen dances and traces lines of love, before fading to black….
When we share our love affair hidden to the public but living forever between sheets
The pages of passion is best spent in the loving seclusion of eyes invited to unwind on lines…
Discreetly with no audible sounds outside an affirming moan, smile and sigh signaling approval
Applause is appreciated by the roar and subsequent ovation duly noted in sharing of minds
