Alphabet Soup Minuscule

J.C. Scheff


There is a hypnotic way your eyes tap dance when you look at me.

The way you smile shyly when I tell you my stories, my passions.

The way your hands busy themselves for minutes before you finally get the strength to gel your lips to mine.
Like a school boy of some sort, one whom has never tasted the fires of a tongue.



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