[untitled]A Poem by MeganI'm still thinking of a title.. and I plan on expanding this.
Tired eyes stare into mine as my hand rests on your stomach. I feel your muscles tighten as my nails brush your skin and you try your hardest not to laugh. A smile stretches from ear to ear as I burst into a fit of giggles from your fingers tickling my side. © 2008 Megan |
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Added on April 15, 2008 |

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