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Secret Dream-Thoughts of a Married Man (Free verse) by Bethy
His hands are soft
upon my skin
And he touches me
deep down within...
And he looks at me
with silent desire
but he does not know
I am the one, that feels his fire...
I watch his mouth
and catch every word
and pretend like I am listening
But hardly nothing, I have heard...
His body stands tall
like a great oak tree
Oh press your body,
gently,needingly upon me...
I imagine that you stroke my thighs
and quench my thirst
I can not breathe
My heart pounds loudly, like it might burst...
If only you knew
what my eyes think
You,d press your lips on mine
and feel me sink...
Into your soul
I,d fall so fast
and show you love
and everlast...
This secret I hold
must be said someday
But I am afraid
It may make you go away...
So for now, I will want you
only in my thoughts
I,ll watch from a distance
So I won,t be caught...
Because you are with another
the mother of your sons
I would never harm them
Until you decide, its over and done...
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