Sunday, October 18, 2009

New Found Treasure

I sense his gentle touch
Remembering just how much

Love dictates the wall to disappear
Knowing the excitement when he is near

With pulse racing through my veins
His salty sweat escapes like rain

Trembling at the thought of his closeness
Pressing against me with such fierce boldness

Experiencing the release to be free
Creating my passion meant to be

After, with his hand in mine
Breathing contentment of our rhyme

Wearing gentle smiles of pleasure
We drift to dreams of our new found treasure


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