Curve (standard:poetry, 206 words)
Author: Lori	Added: Feb 16 2012	Views/Reads: 2443/1639	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A woman remembers a meeting with her lover.

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Make love for hours on end 

until we're both bow legged. 

~ 

On my hand is the 

scent of your cologne. 

I'm taken back to when I 

longed to lay before you prone. 

~ 

Your secret is safe. 

Doesn't mean an thing. 

This is the reassurance I give. 

I'll forever cherish our matching rings. 


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