Lifting this heart into outer atmospheres when you look
at me lovingly, whispering I love you in my ear, it's
sound tickling and filling me with a childish glee.
Wanting to be held and made love to, delighting in your
love, mind, body and being, taking it all within gladly
through the night.
Loving the beauty that you give me through your being,
touching my heart with wanton abandonment, wanting our
love-making to never have an ending.
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