BY CAROLE NICHOLS
Arms enclosing, holding,
Hearts filled to overflowing;
Movements, almost like a dance,
Fervent feelings showing.
Eyes locked and heavy,
Souls echo sweetest singing;
There's no one here but you and me,
Warm, with passion clinging.
Time is lost in nebulous clouds,
Caressing us with its' heady mist;
Love consuming, perfectly made,
Freely given with each kiss.
Each touch a promise of more,
Each stroke a shimmer of beauty untold;
Contented sighs, flesh to flesh,
Lying within love's sweet hold.
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