I found peace in your eyes and calmness in your embrace, like my favorite story being read over and over.
I can still feel your hands in my hair.
I retrace every centimeter where you touched me
And find my self gasping for air.
Your smile has infected me,
My words get jumbled, my thoughts spill out into silence.

So I let my body do the talking,
Pulling him closely I run my fingers through his hair,
With each kiss I find my self wanting more and more,
I can’t control myself,
I lean in and give into my desire.

Morning comes much too soon,
Oh my red one, how you set my soul on fire.

Energies flowing,
Minds open,
New experiences upon us.

Open doors,
Secrets freed,
Truths spilled over us.

Acceptance frees,
Vibrations sync,
Eyes piercing through us.

Hands grasping,
Legs shaking,
Passion completely engulfs is.

Ears open,
Arms stretched,
Transcending life before us.

The sun peaks over the mountain calmness in the fog
we can’t forget to cherish moments like this

stop
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you place your hand on my heart
Your tenderness is a reminder that my beauty comes from within

It is true what they say about poets,
We live more passionately,
Give more freely,
Open ourselves to doors of hidden fantasies.

I want the world to ******* happiness,
Smile at every embrace,
Remember that every being that is,
Is connect beyond.

Our darkness will feed others too,
We must consistently choose to host
the beauty with in us,
Because the blackness it is
all to tempting.

Shrubs of secrets,
With berries shaped like my white lies.

I wanted more for us,
I’m left empty, empty, hallow
With no desire

Yet every poem ends with you,
So maybe hold that no desire.
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I want to be free of this,
But just how to let you go,
No turning back, eyes wired shut,
That I may never know

My favorite time of day
Is 4:24 am
The sun just starting to wake up
The Black night sky as start to turn
To blue ash grey
It’s in this moment I remember
That you and me,
we are everything