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Undressing my love
by Shannon McEwenUnderneath the stress
Lays somewhere
in-between
These breasts
Covered by flesh
Encircled by bone
Is the heart that
Still skips a beat
When lip to lip
And hip to hip
Love is made
And encased
Underneath this dress
Somewhere
in-between.
09/10/2009 Posted on 09/11/2009
Copyright © 2026 Shannon McEwen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 09/11/09 at 01:35 PM oh yeah. I really enjoyed this! Intimacy of all sorts make life worth living. Welcome aboard the Pathetic steam ship! (some of us are full of hot air, I'm a prime example) I loved your bio! |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 09/14/09 at 07:12 AM I needed a cold shpower after reading this. well done and welcome to pathetic Shannon! |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 09/14/09 at 09:34 PM ...too cool, too cool, rather too hot, pass them cigarettes tony, i need one after a cold shower, errrah, thanks shannon. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 10/02/09 at 03:56 AM Ah! What a wonderful reliever of stress! I also like the idea of love being encased somewhere in between the physical aspects of romance. Good write, Shannon. |
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