Hands and Heels

A poem about a hook-up and falling in love

Hands and heels
That's just not how it feels
Sweet like cinnamon
I'm not done
Pull and tug
Like a pesky bug
Want and want not
That's not what I sought
Spilt milk
Your skin is like silk
In the moonlight
Can I see you tonight?
You're flawless
But I feel like less
Don't leave it to me
To set you free
Shackles and chains
What you've done to my brains
It feels so right
To hold you tight
I'll let you sleep here
Just to have you near

Author's Note

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