The Universe Conspires

The universe gives me a taste of you
just a tempting morsel of a taste.
Enough for my body to strum along to your song,
for me to want to be played to your fiddle.
Enough for that kindred shiver to rumble down my spine,
that soul aching warm hunger touching my thighs.
Enough to in a moment open my eyes,
to see where the road should lead – to you.
Words from another era, another moment
echo in my mind
For the right man,
what wouldn’t I do?

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