If I could have you close, feel you close to me
My arm around your waist,
Just for something chaste
Like a kiss,
But full on your lips.
All the time.
All the while.
If I could hold you close, asleep on my breast
Keep my dreams of you
Close to your chest.
If I could,
I’d be able to sleep
I’d be able to rest,
Sleep deep with you.
If I could see you slowly undress,
Your curves by my eyes
Lovingly caressed.
My breathing slowing
As finally the dress drops,
To the floor,
To a stop.
If I could press your hand, your hand
Against my heart
Make it start,
Sing like a lark.
Just you and me sending out sparks,
Grinding against each other,
Against the dark.
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I would like to translate this poem
The simplist love is the one you describe so deliciously...love it