©1998 by annacandy
your hair unravels
like a soft feather
blending scents wildly within my sex
this touch occurred from me to you
and yet my mind signaled no such thing
I realize I am floating
A wonder of a woman you are
A masterpiece at melting me
love is too weak a word
desire too meek
patience ceases to be virtuous
as I close my eyes without you present
and leave this world...
your beauty my wings...
your gentleness my wind which encourages my flight...
I am one only with you
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