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Sep 2010
I let my eyes run along her,
Laced in silk and moonlight.
I let my hands rest upon her,
Finally I do not have to fight.

I lean in to taste her lips,
Filled with love and ever sweet.
Her movement calls me to her hips,
To join as one and be complete.

As ever I begin slow and nervous,
Clasping her close and tight,
But then in wonderful excitement,
We are joined and all feels right.

Slow and holding close I start,
Breathing with her as we kiss.
I feel her move as part of me,
This simple joy is simple Bliss.

As time turns our movements shift,
A slight increase in strength.
These movements make her mine
With every push, kiss, and lift.

The bliss I felt before this
Is nothing to what I feel now,
My thoughts fly from me.
I feel I have found heaven somehow.

And as my mind returns to me,
As I settle in beside her form,
I am safe here in her arms,
Free from pain and warm.
Written by
Derrick Wessels
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