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You Make Me Hot.
We wake up in the morning with the morning chill.
You make the coffee and turn on the heater.
Drinking our coffee in silence.
You get up and put on a sweater.
Mid morning you tell me that you are cold still.
You wash the dishes in hot water making the house neater.
Anything to keep warm, I shake my head in silence.
Maybe a parker would be better.
Mid afternoon, the sun is at it's peak.
Sweat running down my brow.
Sweat saturating my shirts.
I must admit that it is a little warm.
On the radio they predict high 80's for the week.
How you could be so cold, I really don't see how.
When it's so hot I want to take off my shirts.
Wishing for a rain storm.
At supper time you make my favorite meal.
Served hot, with a smile and a wink.
You ask if every thing is all right.
I wonder what what you are up to.
That wink you gave me can you know how I possibly feel?
The passionate kiss you just gave me makes me think.
My fire you did ignite.
Kisses a fire, your fingers through my hair.
No limit what we can do.
Your seduction of me.
Trembling, desirous and wanting...
Wanting you inside of me.
Wanting you to make love to me.
You make me hot.
January 31,2001
Barb Russell
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