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    Wayne Gray
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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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Wayne's Poems - 8. Finished

A thrumming under my hand,
A living, beating heart.
Mind trying to understand,
How such a thing could start.

"What have you done to me, dear?"
The words I barely find.
You only smile, draw me near,
You let me make you mine.

I smile against your warm face,
You're all I want and need...

I wake.
A dream.
Finished.
Like me.

Despite the content, yes, I'm fine. 🙂
Copyright © 2019 Wayne Gray; All Rights Reserved.
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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Note: While authors are asked to place warnings on their stories for some moderated content, everyone has different thresholds, and it is your responsibility as a reader to avoid stories or stop reading if something bothers you. 
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11 minutes ago, MichaelS36 said:

Glad you're fine. I like your poetry. 

Thank you, Mike.  I keep getting encouraged to write it.  So here we are.  😊

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2 minutes ago, Thorn Wilde said:

What Mike said. I like this. It's erotic and sad at the same time.

Thanks, Thorn.

I wanted it to feel cut off.  Like dreams often are.

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If I'm allowed to talk dirty, that's a wet dream right there! 😅

I like how quickly you build up a world and then broke it even faster. Some poetic skills you've got!!!

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