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Oct 2017
Hand in hand he leads me
down the hall to the bedroom,
     sweetness is found
  as love opens in full bloom.

    it’s in the way he touches
   the way he runs his fingers*
               through
                       my
                           red
                               hair

it’s in the way he makes me feel
    cherished, loved, adored
       making me feel as though

                              i’m
                     floating
                  on
                      air…..

I wish to be lost in that moment
                   forever
      a connection so strong
        an embrace so tight
      to just love him always
       everyday every night.

to take long walks
             along the countryside
    down an old dirt road
into the forest, we’ll hide……

then back home
              down that short hallway
to the room that he made
                 for that coming day…..

it’s all in what he does
   it’s in the way he touches

                  heart
                      body
  ­                      mind
                           soul….


          *I wish to freeze time
                 to be lost in that moment…..
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