I just needed some air...
"It's hot in here, baby!" I pull my hair up, off my neck. A quick glance in the mirror: flushed cheeks, tiny beads of sweat. You are propped up in bed, reading, but you pause to look at me and grin. "Nah...it's just me." And I must agree...you are scorching. But the temps are soaring, and I need some relief. "I'm opening the window," I announce, flipping the latches,...Read On
Added: 26 Sep 2012 | Category: Love Poems |
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Words: 260 |
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