Legs

legs

 

Legs

It may have started with your legs
But then,
Your smile interrupted
Your hands waved me near
And your eyes,
Your happy eyes, called my name

It was many special things
It was nothing special at all
It was inspiration

Just so you know
I’m not all wrapped up
In your legs

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