acetominophen for the soulA Chapter by Lyn Andersoninspired by many things, including the song
Some girls Some girls like a man With a perfect manicure sporting a three piece Armani, Some girls like a man To stimulate her intellectually, Some girls like a man To prop her up financially.
But she isn't some girl.
She's learned the hard way That men who woo with words Often don't mean what they say. And others negotiate it With the amount of pain They can inflict.
She likes a man Who smells like clean soap Over diesel and dirt, Who takes an honest day's pay For an honest day's work, And it's nothing but the man Who makes her want to stay. The moment I leave you I want to turn right back and fall into you again.
There isn't one thought but many that hold you inside me.
Snuggle up in a human spoon as the moon gives way to the light of day --
to feel you is bliss has it only been hours since our last kiss?
like a puppy, wagging her tail, looking to play ...
Snuggle in against your skin, feel your hands glide under satin, this is how it begins again. © 2018 Lyn AndersonAuthor's NoteReviews
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StatsAuthorLyn AndersonToronto, Ontario, CanadaAboutI write under a pseudonym. I don't do Read Requests, but you can PM me if you want me to read something specific. I make friends with people who I read and interact with. I won't accept random reque.. more..Writing
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