Passions spent in our libidinous embrace
Loves
contented glow upon her face
I feel
safe lying entwined in the afterglow
But in the
morn will love melt like April snow
Or will
its strength sustain in longevity
Or shall
we remark upon its easy brevity
I could
lay here forever cocooned in eternal love
We are a
perfect fit, the hand and the glove
But if it
didn’t last forever I still had - this
Then
gently on her soft flesh I leave a loving kiss
And I
urged myself to live in the moment
And know
that there I could be content
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