The Knock at the Door

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The knock on the door I’ve been waiting 

Makes me shake

My legs turn to jelly

I open the door 

And lean back to the wall

My breath is short

I need support

My hands press back 

My eyes are closed 

I’m smiling

The move to the room

I’ve been waiting 

Makes me quake

My arms by my side

I stand and wait

And let my legs fall apart

My breath is short

I need support

My arms wrap around

My eyes are open

I’m blushing

The dance to undress

I’ve been waiting 

Makes me shudder

My arms up above

I move to get closer

My breath is short

I need support

My hands are roaming

My eyes are sparkling

I’m laughing

The fall to the bed

I’ve been waiting 

Makes me quiver

My arms wrapped around

I press into his body

My breath is short

I need support

My lips are open 

My eyes are dreaming 

I’m loving

The moves to connect

I’ve been waiting 

Makes me ecstatic 

My body aching

I hold him tight

My breath is short

I have no needs

My mind is alive

My eyes are alert

I’m melting

Published 10 years ago

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