Cool Hands
When your cool handsExplore me
I tremble.
Become hot
Somehow not
Myself...
I try to sway you
Within
Grinning
Asking
Everything
We are
Not
So cool my love
So hot.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2009-10-24 at 10:09
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