by Jason Grant The entire king-sized bed is mine now, but I can’t seem to move from the left side to the right because on the nights you were here—laying there—if I dared move from my side to yours in the middle of the night it was like I-was-crossing-some-boundary you-needed…
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Wonderful Woman
By Kimberly Scott Look at you, Miss Thang Your punctilious lips, your persuasive hips They speak to me from every angle Your lips intrigue with a passionate pout Your hips, your hips, they sway as the river Except only for me Your voice is like a nightingale’s Lovely and sweet…