And What's It Gonna Be Boy?
You sprinkle yourself inside me
With every comment,
With every intercourse of feeling
With every giggle you pull from me.
You make me love myself,
Because I see myself in you.
If you don't desire me,
If I never make your hands shake,
When I'm close,
Really close....
Then it's time now
To step back
And save my heart
Like a hero.
I'll let you sleep on it.
© 2012
poem by Ruby Honeytip
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