Unwound

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2017

I’ve always been wound tightly

Too high-strung,

But you undo me.

 

You wind me up too

 

Kiss me.

Touch me.

Pull me close.

 

Wind me up with just a look.

 

Feel me.

Tease me.

Draw your name from my lips.

 

Push me over the edge.

 

I am unwound.

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Written 6/21/17

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