Dreams awaken
My sleepy eyes,
Turning to the
Empty side
Of the lonely bed.
I feel the warmth of
Your body pressed
To mine.
Breathe deeper
As I respond
To the thought of your touch,
Tender, urgent yearnings
Taking me to you.
Meeting you
With lips on fire,
Fingers raising desire
To a crescendo of
Fevered pitch.
Now, my love,
We are as one.
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