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I feel your hand brush across my cheek
Softly tangling itself in the curls of my hair
As your breathing falls so soft and labored
You give me that make love to me stare
The tenderness in your eyes is captivating
The warmth of your body sets mine ablaze
As you smile at me and whisper good morning...
How I love waking up to you this way
Your fingers decide to wander so gentle
As your lips meet mine for a featherlike kiss
Slow as if the day meant nothing at all
Living only to bring each other sweet bliss
Bodies dancing together to loves symphony
For a heart does play a grand melody
Morning desire rising like the sun
Making love the first thing we always see
~THE FLOWING PEN~
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