I wrote this right before an amazing night with my one true love.
Poisoned by lust, love is the salvation.
Broken at heart, increasing this temptation.
Temptation to love not only with lust, but with mind.
Actions created by one’s courage to show this inclination.
Trapped within these arms he hushs his scarred body.
Entering what seems to be, a slumber of ecstacy.
Opening eyes become locked souls, connected by a kiss.
A surge of heat rushing, running from body to body.
Than… a sudden pause. No sound, no worries. Only smiles.
Can you feel it? He asks
Can you feel my love, my warmth surrounding your body?
Can you feel it?
She smiles as she whispers…
Love… Love is what I feel for you.
My love, your love, our love…
We are one being, you are my other half.
Together, conjoined by this love. We are one.
Tears fall, fall to the bed. Fall onto skin of another.
A magnificant night, carrys on… to a slumber of ecstacy.
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