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you are my secret

Posted to Action Poetry

hidden deep
in the recesses
of this girl
gone bad
gone good
gone girl.
i put your thoughts
your voice
your fingers
in places
a girl
gone good
gone bad
gone girl
wouldn't admit.
but i'm begging you,
on knees
with tangled eyelashes
and tousseled hair,
hands on the small of your back,
come soon,
come soon...