Anger the
mask we
both wear
A sexual
tension
hangs in
the air
Your eyes
seeking
out my
approval
Your
watching
for signs
of refusal
Your touch
weakens
my armour
Waves of
annoyance
become calmer
Your smell
heightens
my senses
Your kisses
tear down
my defences...
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