Years of sorrow, joy and boredom lie behind us both -
Sometimes failing, always rising; incremental growth.
Velvet dropping down your shoulders - Wow! - your silky back -
Seen a thousand times, but still I get a hard attack.
Weeks and months are piled like garbage; diaries fade away -
Countless crises, half forgotten, haven't much to say.
Lacey panties show your hair; my heart - it skips a beat -
Quick! I need to rip them off to touch my moistened treat.
Ages, stretching distant, 'twixt today and when we met -
Most events that passed us by are lines we might forget.
Naked, perfect woman lying helpless 'cross my floor -
Brace yourself! Each time I'll love you deeper than before.
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