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The Body of a WomanA poem from the novel "The Essence of Poetry II:Gerald's Sophomore Yet Grown Poetrybook" Written by: Gerald L. Ingraham ---------------------------------------- I am trying to fathom it well myself, Because I am endlessly drawn to it; I feel I must touch it for better health, And no man can heal it like I do it. I need the body of a woman Right here alongside mine... I have yet to figure out what it is, That makes me long for so much; I love how it trembles before a kiss, The way it feels from my gentle touch. I see the body of a woman, And baby, you are so fine... I miss the body of a woman on mine, So I believe that I need way more of it; The tender scent of the body is devine, That I see myself saying that I love it. I miss the body of a woman, That not having it is not a choice... I have dreamed of how soft it does feel To caress it with my just tongue and lips; Since your body is before me, it is real? Let kiss it from head to toe and on the hips. I kiss the body of a woman, Hoping to reach out to your voice... Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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