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Susan K. Rowse

Knee Deep and Mired

Fodder for smiles and robust ambition
Debate of two hearts...some with conditions
Times are when spirits win a moondance
White knights in smiles take hold of chance
Passions are speaking...adrenalin rushes
Lips die for kisses...cheeks pink and blushing
Nerves in a quandary...Touch me here first
Pouted mouths lifted...dying of thirst
His words I love you tweak all my passions
I'm sinking much further than this dress has fashion
Knee deep and mired...shaking all over
I can't reveal this or he'll head for cover
What will he do with eye-to-eye screams
When I feed him strawberries with a little whipped cream
First look from him and my legs start to dance
Tighter they weave and he gives into chance
Woven so tight in this cocoon
All laced and loving under this moon
Lapis the sky...appendaged embrace
All hearts secure and winning this race
Passions seek more as pleasures succeed
Call in your dogs...this girl is tree'd.