Stefanie Fontker - Sweet Pinpricks

Your lies are sweet kisses
Upon my forehead, and drowsy
I become at your deep sigh.

Fingers that hold mine,
Only on the surface have you
Touched me deep inside.

Come softly and consume yourself,
Open wide and let me inside you,
Let me keep my hand at your heart.

Stefanie Fontker

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