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I've never shared your bed

yet I

share your dreams.
Theres so much said
within the silence of a kiss
Her heart is a flower
softly grown
handle with care.
How comes...

I miss you even when you're here?

I can speak and you'll answer
in a heart beat...

I can stroke your cheek
softly, slowly
tracing your lips
your upturned chin and naked nape
my lips so hunger to taste

I can gaze into your eyes
and dreamily
lose myself within their depths

I can touch your hair
and whisper sweet nothings
longingly
into your ear

and  

I can see you playfully smile
that makes me
so desire you
daily

upon my screen

for there
you are with me
whenever time allows us time
to be alone

till then I'll be content
just knowing
that I am
always  playing upon your mind
as you are mine


my love.
To all whom know the joy and pain the Internet offers the heart
We steal like thieves
In the shadows of night

you and I...

these stolen moments
more prescious than gems
these stolen kisses
more valued than gold

we live like kings
in this fools paradise

you and I...

Where laughter is our currency
with an exchange rate
of forty giggles to a chuckle
or 100 chuckles to a smile

We are as one here
unheard and unobserved

you and I...

where we spend our time together
snuggling close, holding tight
wishing time too would let us be
as so hard to say goodnight
to

You and I
Should I spread em'
here on the table ?

Tempting the eyes
hot to the touch
soft against your lips

taste it
mmm
bite it
eat it
mmm
good boy




would you like another slice ?
Toast what did you think it was about lol and the title is a take on don't play with your food
My pen runs dry
it's passion spent
upon ****** sheets
Writers block seems my pen is dry
You're in my thoughts right now
as I stand here watching the stars twinkling softly
the light morning breeze playing gently or' my skin
it's so peaceful I could swear I heard your heart beating.

Somewhere a bird sings as another takes to flight
did she say to him those self same words
did he too hear her heartbeat
beating out his name.

As yet the flowers sleep
their scent but a pleasant memory
but soon, too soon
morning will wake them from their beds
as must you and once more leave me,

but for now
whilst night still keeps her tender vigil
I'll think only of you sleeping
and hope
that I too play softly on your mind
as you
so play on mine.


<3
Inspired by such beauty
How comes you never rub his nose in HIS ****
What dogs must think of men whom miss the toilet bowl lol
No babbling brook
nor songbird
er' compared
to her laughter.

:) :) :) :) + :) :) :) :)

No wild Rose
nor deer
er' compared
with her beauty
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