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Love. Without it we a doomed, and we see it in even the tiniest of creatures, even in the wind, as it carresses the leaves.

Submitted: December 28, 2011

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Submitted: December 28, 2011



Heart racing i see him
As his hands caress my face,
THe warmth of our bodies,
THe feel of his touch
Ah! my love, my life.
Thou are a God,
To me.

Sweet girl, my only girl
Fear not for you i shall not harm
Let us hold the night at bay,
I will hold you in these arms
Until time stands still.

Please, dont stop
Hold me closer,
Hold me tight.

Ah! Your body, close to mine
Your heartbeat,
Against my chest.

Closer, until our lips do touch
Closer, we lay
Blurring the line of distinction
Between our seperate bodies.

Your breath,
Whispering on my skin,
Your lips, so gentle upon mine.
Your hands, so tender
As you spill love upon me.

Ah, the beauty of love

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