Don’t encourage me, baby, or I’ll go too far

You’re always doing it.  Nudging me right along.  Even when I think I’m done, you make me know that if I just hang on another moment or two that it’ll be even better.

You incite me to excitement, you stimulate me to silly spasms.  I hold on tight all the way through, deep in the throes until I’m nearly breathless and have no idea where I am.

And then I realize that I’m with you.  Each and every week at Bubbles in the Think Tank.


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