Love EncounterA Poem by StephenBrown and curly Twirling around Fingers rake through A mind-boggling sensation Going in circles Pulling and releasing Noses sniffing It’s time to play Our bodies are bare Hairs tickling everywhere A stimulating shock Shooting through our bodies We can’t hold back The time is near No stopping now The discharge of love © 2012 Stephen |
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Added on March 16, 2011 Last Updated on February 13, 2012 |

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