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I welcome your touch
The friction between us
Unmistakable lust A pencil on the floor
Snapped from yearning
Sweat at my nape
This room is burning Is this business or pleasure
Just a room full of ties
You speak of graphs and charts
And I clinch my thighs Power in your pocket
Just a button away
60 minutes of anxiety
At the start of my day -VSN
Thanks a lot Val. Now my coworker keeps catching me looking at her. Gees…
I love the poem!
Lmao! I’m sure she’s like “what is up with Scott today?”…lol
I like it! And I think that we all can relate to it, both as men and women, because we’ve had our own version of a similar experience. I know that I sure have… Well done, Val!
Thanks Mark