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The first time I saw you,
The paradigm shifted
From a theory of sexual preferences
To a rock sure desire
For the sound of your voice,
The touch of your hand,
And the press of your body
Against my thigh and breast.
The paradigm shifted
From a theory of sexual preferences
To a rock sure desire
For the sound of your voice,
The touch of your hand,
And the press of your body
Against my thigh and breast.
The uncertainty vanished
When you held me in your arms,
Beneath the moon and stars,
And answered my every question
And gentle protest,
Until I knew I wanted the answer
That glowed brightly in your eyes,
And I let my last quiet fear
Slip away into the night.
When you held me in your arms,
Beneath the moon and stars,
And answered my every question
And gentle protest,
Until I knew I wanted the answer
That glowed brightly in your eyes,
And I let my last quiet fear
Slip away into the night.
Copyright Lisa Jain Thompson
October 21, 1996
October 21, 1996
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