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A poem for the woman I love. The fair maiden that I call my sweet Juliet.

Submitted: August 24, 2008

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Submitted: August 24, 2008



Your fingers touches my flesh,
so gentle, so lovingly,
as our desire burns
like white fire through our veins.
Each touch and each kiss,
entices me so.
I can not deny
that which my heart does feel,
wanting to be your everything -
the one
who understands you,
and loves you like no other.
Words no longer mean anything,
for our actions tell more
than the English language can describe.

Holding your body next to mine,

those light green eyes so enticing,

inviting me to become lost within them.

Aroused by your sultry frame,

longing for our bodies to become one.

Joined in the unity of love's passion.

so strong

neither heaven or earth

could tear it apart.

Joined together in flesh for a moment,

joined together in the heart

for all eternity.

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