Molded For Love Poem by Israh Sadan

Molded For Love



Her hips fit to his perfectly,
Like only God could have planned.
As he fills her every emptiness
She wraps her legs around him
Wondering how she ever lived
Before this man held her in his arms.
Against his chest she can rest.
She lifts her head and with her nose
Feels along the line of his jaw
Till her lips find his.
Did she really believe in love before these lips?

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