Poetry: Her Choosing

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

She let his hands

Caress her neck

Slowly sliding

Down.

 

She let his lips

Press soft her neck

Slowly sliding

Down.

 

She let his hands

Undo her hair

Slowly falling

Down.

 

She let his hands

Unclasp her dress

Slowly falling

Down.

 

She let her walls

Always known refusing

Finally falling

Down.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤

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