Buttoning up her shirt,
she flirts in her blue skirt.
A frenzy races the length of her spine;
cherry red lip balm shines her lips,
his lips wish to travel the distance of her hips.
The house had no white fence;
her dog caught mice with his teeth,
her bed had Harvard bedsheets.
He has Standford bedsheets;
she unbuttoned her shirt,
expecting him to do the same.
Andrew Cyr
Source: Dusting Off Dreams – Clothes Or No Clothes? – Wattpad
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