After the Laughter

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It started as a giggle
as I tried to wriggle free
yet the hands up-down my spine
extend my misery

A poke, a squeeze
a stroke, a tease
a touch about the face

A song of laughter soon ensues
to take the giggles place

My arms pinned high above my head
defenseless I remain
Assaulted by a thousand hands
who laughter seek to gain

For your own pleasure you so act

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poem by Azriel Moonrise
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