Beauty ...
comes when I rest,
the moment
I close my eyes.
Each breath taken,
softly releasing ...
sweet whispers
of a sigh.
While pleasing visions
meander through the
flowing meadows
of your love,
I lie upon
a billowed bed,
warmed by mem'ries
of your touch.
Anticipation soars
into flight,
longings lend
to desire ...
like dreamers
wishing beneath stars,
your passions
fuel my fire.
Oh,
in this moment,
rises such beauty,
when you float across
my mind;
sweet whispers
of a sigh,
knowing ...
You are mine!
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