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kiss me…

Oh, kiss me

beneath the milky twilight
Lead me
out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon sparkling
So kiss me

– Sixpence None The Richer, “Kiss Me” –



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don’t ask…

Please: Don’t ask me to wait. Don’t ask me to think things through. Don’t ask me if I want to. Don’t ask me if I’ve had enough. Don’t ask me to suppress my hunger. Don’t ask me to be a good girl.  Please. Don’t ask me, just don’t.

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our bodies…

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
–firm–smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what–is–it comes
over parting flesh… And eyes big Love–crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you quite so new

– e.e. cummings –