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Inner Stirrings,
Volume II
Copyright © 2009 by Keith McGavern

1. There I was, ridng high over you,
    Saying “I really don’t like being this far up.”
    Asking you to be careful with my position.
    You obliged with the graceful presence you possess.
    
2. When next was encountered a teller of sorts
    A place that had resources for those in need,
    Apparently this was a destination of ours
    As we commenced to partake of its goodness.
    
3. During the process of acquiring the nectar of man,
    Another, seemingly more in need than ourselves,
    Stepped in without regard, and assumed to consume
    Their own portion of that which others greatly desire.
    
4. Once these transactions were complete
    Movement was made in another direction
    Only to be met by a passing individual
    Who recognized and greeted you.
    
5. Without warning an innocent and unbeguiling you
    Wrapped your arms around these shoulders of mine
    Gently pulling me towards your endearing face
    And lovingly planted a kiss upon my lips.