I will wait to share my heart with you. To celebrate our union. To feel the comfort of your skin. Body and soul adjoined in our communion. I will await the comfort of your lap as birds whispers in naked trees. You are cinnamon tree in which rain purification is tropical. I will wait for you my love. I wait on bended kneels
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A good start with a nice poem, Aabraham. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.