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eileen mcgreevy
Poems
Jul 2010
love in hindsight
The yellow of the sunrise,
Shines through your window, dear,
And lights up all your body,
I move to hold you near.
We stroke eachother gently,
I smell your sun bleached hair,
Your fingers trace my collarbones,
We catch eachothers stare.
Intensity comes flooding back,
As last nights love is recalled,
Your mouth claims every inch of me,
I'm once again enthralled.
You make me feel so innocent,
When we are making love,
I learn from you and follow you,
We fit just like a glove.
I watch the clock and pray to god,
That you will claim me soon,
I ache for you in such a way,
Our love reflects the moon,
For though some cannot see our love,
Its there as we both know,
But abscence and the sky at night,
Makes my heart swell and flow.
eileenmcgreevy@ymail.com
5/7/10
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