She Speaks Again

What kind of reaction will I get when I pull her body close to mine?

When I run my long finger nails through her well-groomed hair?

When I feel her baby soft skin running my legs up hers?

How will her conscience play her when I make her quiver so?

When I make her doubt everything she ever believed about her sexuality?

To be more than the crying shoulder, the sympathy stretch, or the smile. .

To be more than the overwhelming orgasm that seemed to last all night . . .

To be more than the voice that succulently seduces her every thought. . .

To be more than the woman she seems to coo over when she speaks softly.. .

To be more than just the beautiful face her dreams relive when she sleeps. . .

My little secret is a vision that holds true even if only in thought.

My little secret goes farther than the furthest ocean and its motion.

My little secret has a deeper meaning than most psychologists see.

My little secret is more than I can explain or even demonstrate.

This female inside of me.

 

Secret Name

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