That Wins Me Over

There’s no need

For anything fancy

Or to reinvent

The wheel

Because it won’t be

What you say to me

But how

You make me feel

Greener Grass

Absence doesn’t make
The heart grow fonder

We just start to yearn
For what’s over yonder

And so we’re presented
With a question to ponder

Exactly which opportunity
Should we squander?

The Run-Through

Skin like milk
Lips cherry red
Your outline etched
Inside my head

Making no sound
Thinking only instead
Of when we’ll fall
Into your bed

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