The Lover

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The lover
Whose fingers are magic
They play with love
And be loved like no other

The things he does
The things he says
Caressing your body
Kissing your skin

You’re all I love
You’re all I think
For love is uncontrollable
Unstoppable, mystical
Our mingled minds, body and soul
Pounding hearts, inseparable

To touch, taste, hear, feel
The cascading raindrops, falling
From the sky
Kiss me now
Kiss me all over
Kiss me wherever
Kiss me forever

 

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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