Please : Love Poetry

Please

By: Julia L. Clark

Please come closer and fall in to the hypnosis of my eyes.

Listen to the paradise of my deception when you travel to

Escondido to meet me. Have lunch and dinner with the paradise of my sands and be a complete gentlemen.

Ask me where I have been half the percentage of your life. Come dance to my tunes of

Sirtaki and watch the key unlock who I really am. I Miss your feather touches and how you set me free.

Evening time is present and I am still releasing tears of your steel inside of me. Just stop what your doing to me please.

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