I remember the gleam in your eyes as we met on a cold
Christmas evening
the melancholy in my heart to hug or kiss.
The warmth of touch you gave me on as we drove
Lit with a passionate fire.
I love your arms at dinning when your warm white flesh
Touches mine in a fond embrace.
I love your nose when it enmeshes
Your kisses against my lips.
Kiss me again my sweet with your warm wet mouth still fragrant with Friday night rose
As I wait with wild desire, give me the love as I feel your
breath on my shoulder.
As you came in, a little smile radiates in me as I float on air.
That your body and soul are mine.
Clasp me close when I sleep in your warm arms, in the joys of life.
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