The Scare-crow And The Little Girl 8
“I tease, fondle, cuddle, kiss with words, my eyes. I didn’t remember I ever said such a stupid ‘I love you’ or presented flowers. to my lover. What’s to be kissed so freely given? I pretended to whisper her something, then suddenly steal me a kiss. After the furiest quarrel of: “I don’t need you, stay away, I hate you”, I were forcely taken, captured, embraced, pressed by my lover who wanted to kiss me by force while I feigned to fight myself free, then roar with laughter. That’s her kiss of peace, eager kisses not just one but many times what I never would forget.
Am I not a very smart lover? Be forewarned, you little fool, you might really love me some day.
October 2009
“I tease, fondle, cuddle, kiss with words, my eyes. I didn’t remember I ever said such a stupid ‘I love you’ or presented flowers. to my lover. What’s to be kissed so freely given? I pretended to whisper her something, then suddenly steal me a kiss. After the furiest quarrel of: “I don’t need you, stay away, I hate you”, I were forcely taken, captured, embraced, pressed by my lover who wanted to kiss me by force while I feigned to fight myself free, then roar with laughter. That’s her kiss of peace, eager kisses not just one but many times what I never would forget.
Am I not a very smart lover? Be forewarned, you little fool, you might really love me some day.
October 2009
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