get ready.

get ready. a poem by sandra.

Your hot breath on my skin,
Your touch igniting the fire,
Your sweet delicious kisses
Leave me drowning in desire.
I’m desperate to relive
The love we made last night
So turn down the sheets
Play soft music, dim the lights.
Pop the cork and pour the wine
I’ve had a long, slow afternoon.
But I’m leaving now, my love.
Get ready – I’ll be home soon.


About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Hawaii where she could learn to surf. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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16 Responses to get ready.

  1. Yeah, buddy! Bryan Ferry-esque lyrics. Sorry, they’re all going to be songs to me, now! 🙂

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  2. The V-Pub says:

    Wow! I loved the lyrics, Sandra!

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  3. Steamy words. A pleasure to read.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Eric says:

    Confirmed. You had a way better yesterday than I. My main activity was trying to get through my email. I’ll take a look at my priorities.


  5. Don’t feel bad. That didn’t actually happen. Yesterday.


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