i want
to gaze into her eyes while
we are talking
and not freeze
in my inhibitions
which often tongue tie me.
to speak of my soul's desires
let my passions ignite
those smoldering fires
which melts away all resistance
in me.
i need
to lay entwined in her arms
so close
our hair mingles on the pillow
and we gaze out at the sunrise over the lake
its rose tips with rust highlights
our naked skin soft
with the leftover essence of last evening's love.
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