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Niet van der Zand

Niet van der Zand

words often hidden from ones inner self

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Jan 10, 2023

Laid on her floor

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Photo by Karsten Winegeart on Unsplash

Laid on her floor

The sap soon began to rise

He wanted more

He wanted to raid

The lockets of their charms

He wanted to be held so tightly

In her caring arms

He wanted to drive to the rhythm

Of the sense induced beat

To buzz, from the top of his head

To the tippy-tip-toes of his feet

He wanted to flip

On her dancing street

He wanted to meet her

To greet her

To seek her out

First in her head

Then in her expectant double bed

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Niet van der Zand
Niet van der Zand

Written by Niet van der Zand

words often hidden from ones inner self