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Mandy Leah

Mandy Leah

Miss Me

Thinking of you
is always part of my day
Wishing you were here
there is so much I
want to say
I tingle still
from your touch
waiting for that moment
that same rush
to listen to those
lizard lisps
the way your tongue
touched my lips
the way your hands
moved over my skin
and I smiled
a wicked grin
hearing your moans
and giggles
making me squirm
and wiggle
even the way you gently
touched my leg
made me shiver
and practically beg
for you to reach over
and kiss me
but I guess all
I can ask for
is for you to just
Miss Me.

Other works by Mandy Leah...
Through the Bones

I must collect myself for I am slipping
Half-Night Howls

Seeds of hope I hear those words on late night TV
On the wings of flower petals

The purple ring of fire guides my heart burning lust shed the innocence of my youth
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Sputtering Sediment

Twist the dial come on tell me you care tell me
Day Dreams

I felt a hand squeeze me tight then I saw your eyes they glistened in the summer sun I remember the way you looked the way you smiled
Freedom

I see you, I see through you you’re scared - I understand you float above the ground afraid if you touched you might feel again and
The Dentist

Do you Want to Drive My teeth? 4 wheels
Revolver

I’m trying to find a place that’s… I’m trying to find a balance can’t I be met halfway So you don’t have time you can’t wait to get away
My Viking Booty

I’m all about the kill chase them hard when they’re
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Moments of Sanity

Nothing quite brings me back to you like remembering that you’re there this is all
Glossolalia...we all might appreciate talking in tongues...being a water-lapper ...a healer of wounds...a food conveyor....a register of tastes ...a texture sensor...and a wetequivelent of a dog's handshake...filled with the holy, holy fukcning spirit...y

Let’s get real... The strangers that look like brothers & sister on the end of the bar...
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cigarettes & my William Burroughs, death himself

And there we stood - smoking and talking about what - I can’t remember then he - walked by tall, thin, old with thick box gla…
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Snow Storms

I was running To catch the horse In the snow From the bus I jumped into
The Red Dead Warriors

The hunt was on For seeking truth, Seeking answers Locked & loaded They begin
Serendipity & scent of my desire...

There was Something So surreal About Washing



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