Stroke
A stroke is tenderness refined
With an ending and a beginning
A stroke will slip into your mind
No game but we're winning
Don't you stop me spinning
A stroke might be a scissor slash
Some silk around my fist
A stroke a camera out of flash
Your legs locked firm to twist
Grinding leaves my mind a mist
Being quite charming you woke me -
I come in your arms when you stroke me
A stroke is once around the world
A journey of precious inches
A stroke is how your toes got curled
And feathers dressed for pinches
Shuddering in the clinches
A stroke is every kick and turn
The eddies swirl and drown
A stroke a flow a steady burn
You know you're going down
Swallowing you taste the town
(chorus)
A stroke comes with a blink of luck
Eyes roll in disbelief
A stroke will hold you down and fuck
Take a petal to your leaf
'Til I beg you all this week
A stroke to smooth a gentle path
Slipping through your hidden folds
A stroke to bring you closer last
Filling up the final hole
You take this as an honor goal
(chorus)
Woke me
Stroke me
8/30/24
"Be quite charming"
Demo - 9/5/24
© Huw Powell
humanthoughts.org
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