so he causally left it at the door.
Now he watches to see if it rears its head, so he looks under her smile, waiting to catch glimpses, to if it’s getting fed.
He incurred to himself,
an interesting thoughts dimension,
to how much she loves and caters to attention.
So he checks the of speed of her needs, to see if he can read her drive’s intentions.
She will always tell you she’s not into explaining her obtained ways, she simply is–
Naturally happy, hype by love, sexually uninhibited, an optimistic beautiful with airiness, just like a dove.
In his investigations analysis, he was re-intrigued,
for her love of life and its contents were ultimately set,
by her personal motto “what you see, is what you get”.
Poetry By Tamara Moore
Thinker on the Loose
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