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Tickle (~a repost)
by Clara Mae GregoryHis fingers danced across the black and white keys,
each step like music's heaven emitting harmonic sounds
that deflate the tensions so thick in my neck.
Yet, his fingers always finish by playing my spine
and giving my soul a good tickle.
Then saying my prayers,
I let his music kiss me to sleep.
Posted on 05/15/2009
Copyright © 2012 Clara Mae Gregory 07/28/2012 Author's Note: This was and still is about my partner in life. I am reposting in celebration of 32 years+ of our life together.
Posted on 07/28/2012
Copyright © 2026 Clara Mae Gregory
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