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Jun 2010
I remember love, quiet and soft
A gentle touch, and a brush of the lips
Love so tender, my eyes tear to remember
The embrace so comforting, the world stops spinning
A kiss so soft, a chill rides my spine
Mine eyes barely open, seeing beauty laid bare.
Softly started, slowly gathering speed,
Bodies entwined to our building urgency.
Rhythmic drumming, hearts pounding,
Fire filled lungs, chests heaving and flushed
Passion, an erupting volcano
Emitting emotions of the love shared
Afterglow savored, our love, quiet and soft,
A gentle touch, and a brush of the lips.
Written by
Martin Trahbeg
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